Friend or Foe, Whose to Know

July 19, 2014 at 10:14 am (Apocalypse, Eternal Aftermath, Horror, Zombie) (, , , , , , )

The two couples jumped when the truck crashed onto one of the palm trees lining the front of Devon’s yard. Devon made it to the shattered window first. He didn’t like what he saw. A blood covered man wrestled with a woman in the front of a large and quite damaged pick up truck.

Andy had moved to the den window. “Oh man. The noise of that crash is attracting more of those things.”

Devon saw that the man’s words rang true and no less than four of the mind dead cannibals stumbled toward his home. When he turned his attentions back to the pickup, he saw that the driver had unbuckled his seatbelt and toppled to the ground.

 

Twenty Zombies

“I’m going to go help him,” Devon said. “You guys watch the door.”

Tracy stopped him from opening it. “We can’t just keep letting all these people in. We aren’t sure what’s making these people go crazy. How do we know that this guy isn’t going to go crazy in a few minutes?”

He looked down as his scarlet haired wife. “I’m willing to take that chance. Besides the more people we have, the easier it will be defending this place if we have to.” Then before she could argue, he headed outside.

The four approaching stumblers moaned louder when they saw him, but Devon just rushed to the injured man’s side. On the way there, he saw the woman in the passenger seat thrashing about, but she didn’t appear to be able to do something as simple as unbuckling herself.

 

At the car window

At the car window

Reaching the prone man, he said, “Are you alright?”

“I’ll never be alright again. My wife is dead and just tried to kill me.”

Devon looked at the struggling woman. “Why do you think she is dead?”

“I saw her die. She stopped breathing and then came back alive and bit me on the shoulder.”

Devon felt his chest tighten, but he hurried to help the man onto his feet. A minute later they were both back inside of his home.
“Tracy you and Nicole help get this guy onto the guest bed. Andy, help me prop this sofa over the broken window. More of those things are coming.”

Tracy stood where she was and made no move to help Nicole. “Devon, this house is not strong enough to defend. Even if we protect the two front windows, what about the French doors in our bedroom?”

“We’ll figure something out. One thing we do have going for us, is besides the two front windows off the porch and those French doors, the rest of the windows are too high off the ground for them to get through. Hell, that woman can’t even unbuckle her seat belt.”

The first banging rattled the front door and a growl sounded outside of the broken window.

Devon hurried to say, “Andy keep pushing against that couch and I’ll brace it with more furniture.” While he tossed a chair against it he said, “Trace, get our bed pushed up against the French doors.” When she didn’t move he added, “Please.”

When Nicole came back into the room, he said, “Nicole, go to the closet in the dining room and grab my tool box. Give it to Andy and then help Tracy with the bed.” The flesh eaters pushed against the sofa with greater determination.

 

He's coming for you

He’s coming for you

Tracy came back in and put the tool box near their feet. But before she left, she said, “That new guy isn’t doing to good. I’m not sure if it was the bite or the accident, but he’s just laying there groaning.”

“Just help Tracy. Once we get this place secured, we’ll try to figure things out.”

Andy and Devon spent a dozen troubled minutes using ropes, nails, and furniture to barricade the front window. He was about to move into the den to block that window when he heard Nicole screaming.
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Devon Avis

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