06-06-2018, 09:21 AM
To their great surprise, there was nothing waiting for them on the other side.
Max did rush past them to search about as well, but even he couldn't find anything. There were lifeless bodies from last night still on the ground, but they weren't going to get back up. Ryan took a few steps out into the open and looked around, nothing.
It would seem that the zombies have moved on to better prey.
Promise walked outside her door and took a look around at her little spot in this universe. The buildings, the fake fences, the streets, all covered in blood and random body parts scattered about, as if the zombies had become bored with how the person tasted and threw what little remained away.
She noticed how her neighbors' homes looked just as her's did. Locked up and only blood invading their perfect paint jobs... She wanted to knock on the doors and see if anyone was still alive, but they would only slow the two down.
Promise took the lead, walking down the street like she normally did.
Day after day this was just a convenient way to get from her house to her job, but now it was a trail of sorrow and decay leading her to the unknown. Ryan was a couple steps behind her and Max was just as close. No one knew what to expect now. She had this idea of something jumping out at them in her mind, but how often does that truly happen? Still, it was enough to have her tighten her grip on the bat.
They were getting pretty far, and it would be something to be excited about if it wasn't for the lack of enemies. It was much too quiet for way too long, they would not have gone this far in just one night, would they? That's when Max started barking abruptly, causing his master to jump with a yell of fear and surprise.
She looked around in front of her, but no one was there, then she turned around to see which direction the canine was pointing. There, behind them!! Now she had to decide what to do. 'Run or fight?'
Ryan answered it by running forward and pushing her to do the same. She was willing to follow, except her dog was being left behind. "Max!" Promise called to her dog from her heart, she would have turned around to make sure he was obeying if Ryan wasn't there forcing her away from her companion. She could feel her heart dropping, thinking about her beloved dog being torn apart by those creatures!! "Max!!" She screamed out of desperation again, running away from her furry friend.
That was all she could do now, cry for him to return to her. Then the barking got fainter and it was quiet. She kept expecting to hear that heartbreaking cry that meant her dog is hurt badly...
Relief flooded the dog owner as she instead heard his tags clicking together. Max’s claws taped the hard concrete as he finally followed his master. At this point, Promise refused to let Ryan push her anymore, and pulled away to meet her dog on his way to her. She dropped to her knees and began to roughly pet him lovingly; Hug him.
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They continued down this path, but when they closed in on the 'town' they hear more groans.
The party of three came to a stop, glancing around the corners now to make sure to look before they leaped. They needed to make it all the way to the outer wall now, but there was a pack of them in the way.
Ryan pulled out the map as carefully as he could and began to trace their steps. They could go back a block and cut into an alley, but there was no way to know if they would come out around the pack or right into the middle of it. Their only other option was to unload a bunch of lead in them now, and he wasn't ready to use the guns up just yet.
He pulled the girl through the path he chose preparing for the absolute worse before being pleasantly surprised by their luck this draw.
The trio snuck right past the first bunch and then continued.
Max hadn't made a sound either, he only seemed to bark when the undead was coming towards them. This meant more that this dog was a valuable weapon of survival than originally thought. As they got closer to the spot they wanted, the packs of zombies got more frequent and bigger. Their backtracking got longer and harder to avoid the hungry monsters. Now they were pinned up against a wall... They were cornered when a small part of the mob broke off to follow them. Max bared his teeth in the direction of the same noises they could hear getting uncomfortably close, the groans got louder and echoed in the empty alley.
On the other side of them, just around the corner was a massive wave of zombies. The good news was past the wall of undead was their escape. They would have to climb up on the tarp-covered machinery and then at the highest point there was a ladder. It was a long way up, but it would be safer up there.
Ryan glanced over at his new friend and silently asks her if she's ready. She nodded as she gripped the bat harder. Ryan cocked the shotgun and jumped the corner. He lets out a couple of shots, clearing a path then quickly ran through it. He slammed the butt of the gun into a few jaws and let out the last two round before they could reach the end. He nearly shot a girl in half being so close... He had no time for remorse though and just ran past them, still using the gun for help.
He tried to reload as-as they ran, though it was hard it was doable... Adrenaline was pumping through him as he made it through the crowd, but that was no excuse to get sloppy.
Promise was right behind him, smashing her way through. She had a nasty swing and could knock away two at a time, she tried hard to aim for the heads but it was harder than expected. Max was weaving through the legs, barking but keeping up.
When Ryan reached the end he took place at the base of their climb. He'd hold them off while she started. She knew this as soon as she saw him. She jumped up the first part, it was as big as a crate and easy to climb, even the zombies could get to it. The second one wasn't that easy.
Max jumped up the heights until he couldn't make it on his own anymore. There were about seven steps to this climb and Max could only get to five. "Come on, Ryan!" She yelled back as she reached the fifth step. She was positive the zombies wouldn't get past the third. Their brains were scrambled and they only knew how to hunt, not how to think.. It would be an insult to Max to call them animals by this point.
Ryan blew away a layer of zombies before making the climb himself. He only focused on getting to high ground. A layer or two up he felt a zombie grab his leg, to which he promptly lifted his foot and kicked in the face. Promise had helped the dog to the last step but was now stumped on what to do about the ladder climb. She couldn't leave him, couldn't take the same destructive feelings again!
“Ryan!” She called.
When Ryan got there he looked over the sea of undead creatures, they were making it to the first and second step and a couple were doing fine with the third, but that's where they stopped. They clawed at the covers and growled, groaned, and moaned for their food but lacked any ability to lift themselves up any higher. Ryan stuffed the gun back in place and picked up Max. He was a large breed but surprisingly lighter than he seemed. Still, it would be hard to keep a hold of him for too long. "Climb," Ryan demanded as he looked back at the girl.
Promise did as she was told, and only until they were good ways up did she look back.
Ryan had made the dog lay on his chest and shoulder. Carrying Max like he was a comrade that wasn't going to be left behind. With Max’s safety assured, she turned back to the task at hand and didn't look again until she was on top of the exposed ledge. She looked around, in case there was something hiding in the shadows, but she was happy to find nothing.
Up top, she made sure to grab Max when Ryan was close enough. The dog gave a quick shake when he was on solid ground again and ventured away for the moment. As he did, Promise helped Ryan up.
When the coast was cleared she looked over the ledge. It was a good fifty-foot drop and even higher if they were aiming for the ground, she was so happy that he didn't drop Max.
Promise pulled her back in front of her and dug out some water before handing it to Ryan, which he drank quickly now that they were able to rest. She then pulled out Sonya's ball and checked her little friend.
Sonya was a little shaken but fine. She had probably been sleeping until they started running all over the place. She puts the rat back in the bag but leaves it open. Promise’s legs swing out from under her as she sat down next to the only human she's socialized with for half a year. After a good bit of silence between them, she decided he's worth getting used to.
“Promise… My name is Promise.”
Max did rush past them to search about as well, but even he couldn't find anything. There were lifeless bodies from last night still on the ground, but they weren't going to get back up. Ryan took a few steps out into the open and looked around, nothing.
It would seem that the zombies have moved on to better prey.
Promise walked outside her door and took a look around at her little spot in this universe. The buildings, the fake fences, the streets, all covered in blood and random body parts scattered about, as if the zombies had become bored with how the person tasted and threw what little remained away.
She noticed how her neighbors' homes looked just as her's did. Locked up and only blood invading their perfect paint jobs... She wanted to knock on the doors and see if anyone was still alive, but they would only slow the two down.
Promise took the lead, walking down the street like she normally did.
Day after day this was just a convenient way to get from her house to her job, but now it was a trail of sorrow and decay leading her to the unknown. Ryan was a couple steps behind her and Max was just as close. No one knew what to expect now. She had this idea of something jumping out at them in her mind, but how often does that truly happen? Still, it was enough to have her tighten her grip on the bat.
They were getting pretty far, and it would be something to be excited about if it wasn't for the lack of enemies. It was much too quiet for way too long, they would not have gone this far in just one night, would they? That's when Max started barking abruptly, causing his master to jump with a yell of fear and surprise.
She looked around in front of her, but no one was there, then she turned around to see which direction the canine was pointing. There, behind them!! Now she had to decide what to do. 'Run or fight?'
Ryan answered it by running forward and pushing her to do the same. She was willing to follow, except her dog was being left behind. "Max!" Promise called to her dog from her heart, she would have turned around to make sure he was obeying if Ryan wasn't there forcing her away from her companion. She could feel her heart dropping, thinking about her beloved dog being torn apart by those creatures!! "Max!!" She screamed out of desperation again, running away from her furry friend.
That was all she could do now, cry for him to return to her. Then the barking got fainter and it was quiet. She kept expecting to hear that heartbreaking cry that meant her dog is hurt badly...
Relief flooded the dog owner as she instead heard his tags clicking together. Max’s claws taped the hard concrete as he finally followed his master. At this point, Promise refused to let Ryan push her anymore, and pulled away to meet her dog on his way to her. She dropped to her knees and began to roughly pet him lovingly; Hug him.
-
They continued down this path, but when they closed in on the 'town' they hear more groans.
The party of three came to a stop, glancing around the corners now to make sure to look before they leaped. They needed to make it all the way to the outer wall now, but there was a pack of them in the way.
Ryan pulled out the map as carefully as he could and began to trace their steps. They could go back a block and cut into an alley, but there was no way to know if they would come out around the pack or right into the middle of it. Their only other option was to unload a bunch of lead in them now, and he wasn't ready to use the guns up just yet.
He pulled the girl through the path he chose preparing for the absolute worse before being pleasantly surprised by their luck this draw.
The trio snuck right past the first bunch and then continued.
Max hadn't made a sound either, he only seemed to bark when the undead was coming towards them. This meant more that this dog was a valuable weapon of survival than originally thought. As they got closer to the spot they wanted, the packs of zombies got more frequent and bigger. Their backtracking got longer and harder to avoid the hungry monsters. Now they were pinned up against a wall... They were cornered when a small part of the mob broke off to follow them. Max bared his teeth in the direction of the same noises they could hear getting uncomfortably close, the groans got louder and echoed in the empty alley.
On the other side of them, just around the corner was a massive wave of zombies. The good news was past the wall of undead was their escape. They would have to climb up on the tarp-covered machinery and then at the highest point there was a ladder. It was a long way up, but it would be safer up there.
Ryan glanced over at his new friend and silently asks her if she's ready. She nodded as she gripped the bat harder. Ryan cocked the shotgun and jumped the corner. He lets out a couple of shots, clearing a path then quickly ran through it. He slammed the butt of the gun into a few jaws and let out the last two round before they could reach the end. He nearly shot a girl in half being so close... He had no time for remorse though and just ran past them, still using the gun for help.
He tried to reload as-as they ran, though it was hard it was doable... Adrenaline was pumping through him as he made it through the crowd, but that was no excuse to get sloppy.
Promise was right behind him, smashing her way through. She had a nasty swing and could knock away two at a time, she tried hard to aim for the heads but it was harder than expected. Max was weaving through the legs, barking but keeping up.
When Ryan reached the end he took place at the base of their climb. He'd hold them off while she started. She knew this as soon as she saw him. She jumped up the first part, it was as big as a crate and easy to climb, even the zombies could get to it. The second one wasn't that easy.
Max jumped up the heights until he couldn't make it on his own anymore. There were about seven steps to this climb and Max could only get to five. "Come on, Ryan!" She yelled back as she reached the fifth step. She was positive the zombies wouldn't get past the third. Their brains were scrambled and they only knew how to hunt, not how to think.. It would be an insult to Max to call them animals by this point.
Ryan blew away a layer of zombies before making the climb himself. He only focused on getting to high ground. A layer or two up he felt a zombie grab his leg, to which he promptly lifted his foot and kicked in the face. Promise had helped the dog to the last step but was now stumped on what to do about the ladder climb. She couldn't leave him, couldn't take the same destructive feelings again!
“Ryan!” She called.
When Ryan got there he looked over the sea of undead creatures, they were making it to the first and second step and a couple were doing fine with the third, but that's where they stopped. They clawed at the covers and growled, groaned, and moaned for their food but lacked any ability to lift themselves up any higher. Ryan stuffed the gun back in place and picked up Max. He was a large breed but surprisingly lighter than he seemed. Still, it would be hard to keep a hold of him for too long. "Climb," Ryan demanded as he looked back at the girl.
Promise did as she was told, and only until they were good ways up did she look back.
Ryan had made the dog lay on his chest and shoulder. Carrying Max like he was a comrade that wasn't going to be left behind. With Max’s safety assured, she turned back to the task at hand and didn't look again until she was on top of the exposed ledge. She looked around, in case there was something hiding in the shadows, but she was happy to find nothing.
Up top, she made sure to grab Max when Ryan was close enough. The dog gave a quick shake when he was on solid ground again and ventured away for the moment. As he did, Promise helped Ryan up.
When the coast was cleared she looked over the ledge. It was a good fifty-foot drop and even higher if they were aiming for the ground, she was so happy that he didn't drop Max.
Promise pulled her back in front of her and dug out some water before handing it to Ryan, which he drank quickly now that they were able to rest. She then pulled out Sonya's ball and checked her little friend.
Sonya was a little shaken but fine. She had probably been sleeping until they started running all over the place. She puts the rat back in the bag but leaves it open. Promise’s legs swing out from under her as she sat down next to the only human she's socialized with for half a year. After a good bit of silence between them, she decided he's worth getting used to.
“Promise… My name is Promise.”
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