Day Dreamers Diary: Defenseless, Helpless and Alone

I have posted my short story Defenceless, Helpless and Alone but broke it up into five parts to make it easier to read. This post is to consolidate the links and give you a some details about the story.

Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five


Story:
Mark is at the office when out of nowhere riots start to break out all over his city. Follow Mark as he learns what is causing the riots while trying to survive the onslaught of the undead rioters to make it home in one piece.

Genre: Zombie
Type: Short Story
Wordcount : 20k

Day Dreamers Diary: Defenceless, Helpless and Alone pt.5

  “Hurry up,” said Molly with panic in her voice.

                “Really?” I asked with mock shock as I let out a sigh. I watched the figure for a couple heartbeats and just as I was about to turn to look down at the kick-start I noticed another figure walk around the corner a couple meters behind the first. “Great,” I mumbled as the first figure burst into a sprint and a heartbeat later the second one did the same. “Drive,” I shouted at Molly who was engrossed by the oncoming people this surprised her and she turned to look at me. “Now,” I growled at her and she paused for a moment then nodded and without a word drove off down the street as she drove passed I turned and watched her and after a moment I faced forwards to see the first man was now ten meters away from me and running towards me fast with the second man close on his heels. I raised my right foot and put it on the kick-start all the while watching the men. I let out a sigh and kicked one last time causing the bike to let out another purr which made my heart sink but a couple heartbeats later the purr turned into a roar. “I don’t have time to turn the bike around,” I thought to myself so I waited for a couple seconds for the first man to get a little close and then gunned the accelerator and popped the clutch which sent the bike lurching forwards and up towards the first man as each centimetre passed the front tire lifted off the ground higher and higher until eventually there was no distance left and the front tire hit the man in the chest send him flying off to the side but this also set me off balance a little. I pulled in the clutch and let go of the accelerator for a second to reset it back to idle as I braked with my right foot which caused the front of the bike to slam down on the road and as it did I put out my left leg to stop the bike falling over. The second man didn’t falter and continued to run towards me. I gripped the front break and accelerated causing the back tire to spin in place and with the angle of the bike it cause the whole bike you spin around in a pivot around the front tire. I turned my head and looked down the road and as I did a hand slapped against my visor but with the momentum of the bike and me turning away it slid off with a sickening squeal. I let go of the front brake and shot forward away from the offending hand and towards freedom.

                I didn’t look back as I sped away from the Zombie and only focused on what was in front of me and that’s when I saw Molly sitting on her scooter on the side of the road watching me as I approached her I slowed down until I stopped right next to her which by some coincidence of the universe was right outside the couple’s house from earlier. The woman was standing on the pavement and had been watching me. I flicked up my helmet and looked at her and said, “Sorry to disappoint but it turns out they prefer the other white meat”. She looked down the road at the second man who was apparently still chasing me and then ran back into the house.

“Where did you learn to drive like that?” asked Molly with what sounded like a tinge of awe.

“I got my first bike when I was sixteen and like all sixteen year olds this was the sort of stuff I did when my parents weren’t looking but that’s a story for another time we should go now,” I said. and closed my helmet and pulled off not wanting to be caught by the second zombie.

                The events of the previous couple minutes made me realise that we had just run into the tide again but it was too late to turn back all we could do was push forward and take it one block at a time. We managed to get back on to the main road after a couple blocks without incident and slowly made our way north. The journey became tedious with slowing down a couple hundred meters from every intersection to check for any movement and then when we thought it was safe speeding through the wreckage and traffic in between and as the journey progressed Molly became noticeably more proficient with her little scooter.

                About halfway through the journey we were making out way down a large hill when I looked up and saw the intersection on the other side of the dip was covered by a huge mass of people and they looked like they were heading in our direction. I cursed softly and quickly thought and what to do next but thankfully this was part of my root home every day so I knew it well and knew that in two intersections time there was a park with a stream through it and a little bridge over the stream strong enough for possibly a car but it wouldn’t allow the mob to follow us easily because of its width. With every second the mob moved closer so I didn’t stop to tell Molly what I was planning and just hoped she would be able to keep up with me because the park wasn’t kept as well as it should have been and would be a good test of the little scooters off-road capabilities. I sped up and we went through the two intersections as fast as circumstances would allow but still making sure we weren’t diving into a dangerous situation. As we passed the second intersection I motioned to my left as we came across the park and I looked for an opening in the knee high wooden fence and as soon as I spotted it I manoeuvred the bike through it and made my way towards the bridge in the middle of the park slowly. I heard the little scooter behind me and looked over to the other end of the park where the mob would be appearing any second but didn’t see anyone.

                We approached the bridge slowly and as we reached it I looked back again but this time there were people there and they had spotted us but thankfully once we had crossed the bridge there would only be a couple hundred meters of park and then we were on the road again. I looked forward and sped across the bridge and homed in on an opening in the fence to make our exit all the while the scooter sounded behind me. “The tides coming in,” I thought to myself as I exited the park and turned down the pavement and decided that worrying about one or two Zombies at every intersection would waste too much time and with daylight draining away and these mobs forming that was something we didn’t have.

                We continued at a faster pace than before but it proved useless as the daylight started to fail as we made our way over the last big hill before my house but still had to travel for another twenty minutes or so to get there and I knew this would be the hardest part of the journey because we would have to drive past a dual carriageway that led to a motorway and that meant more cars than we had had to deal with already. As we drove down the hill which was packed solid with stationary cars I could see the intersection with the dual carriageway and it didn’t look pretty and there seemed to be something on fire in the middle of it but I didn’t see anything moving around but with the smoke I couldn’t see much. We approached this intersection cautiously because of the smoke blocking the view of the other side of the road but that didn’t matter too much I realised when we got close. There was no way across the intersection because of a huge accident in the middle of it with what looked like a petrol tanker and a bus as well as a lot of cars. I looked down the dual carriageway and saw a break in the cars about five hundred metres down the road and turned towards it while trying to dodge the bigger pieces of debris lying on the pavement. When we were about to enter the gap between the cars to get across the road I looked further down the road to the next intersection and spotted another mob. “Why are they always in the middle of the road,” I thought to myself and moved off between the cars and quickly wove through them to the other side of the road and turned back towards the intersection. “Only three more roads,” I thought to myself as we turned left which had us going in the same direction as before the detour and as I thought the roads in this area were hell  which was to be expected with one of the main arteries of the city just a kilometre down the road. The second last road was long and straight which meant we could have moved faster if there weren’t for the parked cars or crashed cars on the pavement which slowed us down to a snail’s pace.

My arm was killing me with the stop starting we had to do but I did my best to mask it because I didn’t want to worry Molly but the journey was almost over we were two blocks, one intersection and a couple hundred meters away from my house. As I was making my way around one of the wrecks my hand went into spasm causing me to let out the clutch and stall the motorbike. I looked down at my hand when suddenly a force hit me on my right shoulder sending me falling with the bike to the left and before I knew it I was laying on the floor with my leg pinned under the bike and someone grabbing on to my jacket and yanking it. I turned my head and there was a shooting pain down my neck which caused me to groan. “Must have pulled a muscle when I fell,” I thought as I forced myself to turn to look to my right where I saw a zombie with my jacket in its mouth as it vigorously shook its head to tear it but this meant I couldn’t use my right arm and with the way I was lying I couldn’t move my left either because my shoulder was carrying mine and the bikes weight. After a second I heard the little scooter right next to my head but couldn’t turn my head to look at Molly but guessed she was trying to help me because I felt some tugging from my back and after a second the tugging stopped and I saw the end of a thick round piece of wood swing into view and hit the zombie on the side of the head causing it to fall where it was which was a problem because it was on top of me at the time.

With the attack over I wiggled my left leg free and rolled over on to my back causing the zombie to fall off of me and on the floor but it still had my jacket sleeve firmly in its mouth.  I started to stand up as far as I could with the zombie still attached to my right sleeve and put my foot against its head and yanked hard. It took a couple hard yanks to get my sleeve free and by the time I was finished I was panting and wildly looking around for anything else that was going to attack us but didn’t spot anything. I looked at Molly and opened my visor and said, “Thanks for the save.”

                “A pleasure,” she replied with the table leg still in her hand.

                “Got to love Kevlar,” I said and looked about and then continued, “We are almost there it should be another five minutes or so once I get the bike back up. You mind helping with that?” I asked knowing that my left arm couldn’t take the weight anymore. She looked at me for a second and then put down her stand and got off the scooter and together we righted the bike and I got on and said, “Thanks”. The bike started first time but at a cost and that cost was pure agony in my left forearm. I looked down the pavement and it looked like this was the last obstacle we would have to pass before the road curved out of site and into the last intersection before home. As we rounded the curve and came up to the intersection I realised that my neck was wet and I reached back with my right hand and grabbed my neck which caused a shooting pain through my neck the same type as earlier. The pain caused me to jerk my hand away from my neck. I brought my hand back in front of me and looked at it and it was wet but I couldn’t tell what it was because of the black leather gloves so I put the bike into natural as Molly pulled up next to me.

                “What is it?” she asked.

                “Not sure yet,” I replied as I took my glove off and gently felt my neck again which still hurt but not as bad before. When I pulled my hand forward my fears were realised and Molly gasped.

                “Oh my God Mark what happened,” she asked surprised.

                “I think that Zombie bit me,” I said and noticed that my hand was trembling badly and I was feeling a little feverish.

                “But it got your sleeve,” she said as she grabbed my left shoulder causing me to let out a grunt, “Sorry,” she said as she pulled her hand away.

                “Look and tell me if it’s a bite mark or not,” I said and leant forward causing pain to shoot through my neck again. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her stand up and then heard a gasp and then silence. “I guess that means it’s a bite,” I responded and started looking around.

                “I am so sorry,” she said eventually.

                “Even if it were your bite you wouldn’t have to apologise,” I said and began to laugh.

                “What’s so funny?” she asked.

                “My house is six houses down,” I replied and pointed down the road.

                “Let’s hurry then once we are there we can take care of the bite,” she said with worry in her eyes.

                “That’s why I am laughing, I can’t go there anymore,” I said as I continued to laugh.

                “Why not it’s so close,” she pleaded.

                I didn’t answer her and looked at the house next to us. There was a one and a half meter high white wall surrounding it with a small garden right next to us which led to the front door to the house which was wide open. “As good a place as any,” I thought to myself and turned the bike off and dismounted it while taking the key out of the ignition.

                “What are you doing,” asked Molly and it sounded like she was crying.

                I didn’t respond again and walked over to the wall and climbed over it and walked towards the house. I heard the scooters engine cut off and the rustling of material, a thud and then more rustling and then Molly ran passed me and stopped in front of me and at some point had taken her helmet off.

                “What are you doing?” she demanded.

                “Looking for somewhere to wait,” I said as I side stepped her and walked up to the entrance to the house.

                “Wait for what?” she asked from behind me.

                “Death,” I replied flatly as I looked into the entrance hall which had a little foot chest on the one side, a coat rack on the other and a closed door at the end of it.

                “What?” she shouted which caused me to look back and see her looking really surprised with her hand against her mouth like a small child.

                I turned back towards the entrance hall and stepped in while I examined it more closely. As I looked around I took my other glove off and threw it into the corner and then undid the zip to the jacket. I then shrugged the jacket off with the backpack which hit the ground with a thud and took a seat on the foot chest.

                “What happened to your arm?” asked Molly as she rushed into the room.

                “When I saved that woman I fell on it and either fractured it or broke it,” I replied at I looked at my forearm for the first time and it had swollen to twice the size of my right forearm. There was no blood but the whole thing was enflamed badly and red.

                “You said you weren’t injured,” she said as she knelt down in front of me and looked closely at my arm.

                “I lied,” I replied softly and held out my right hand which was now trembling worse than before.

                “Why can’t you go home and what do you mean by death?” she asked looking up at me.

                “I can’t go home because of the bite. I don’t know if it’s going to turn me into one of those things but if it can re-animate the dead I am pretty sure it’s not healthy also my whole body has started trembling and I am pretty sure I have a fever,” I said and lowered my hand down.

                “But you can’t die,” she pleaded with me as tears rolled down her cheeks.

                “It’s not like it’s my choice and anyways it’s not like I am going to be dead for long,” I chided.

                “But,” she started to say but I stopped her by putting my right hand on her shoulder.

                “It’s not safe here but I have a favour to ask before you go,” I said to her.

                “I am not going anywhere,” she said while shaking her head.

                “You have to otherwise this whole journey will have been a waste, hand me my jacket please,” I asked her and she did so without saying anything. I undid the backpack from the sleeves and opened it and looked inside and pulled out the three pairs of handcuffs I had found earlier at the office and my cell phone all the while Molly sat quietly and watched me. I took the handcuffs and locked them together and then locked one and to the thick brass handle on the side of the foot chest and the other to my left wrist.

                “Why are you doing that,” she asked.

                “So that if I change I can’t run around and hurt people,” I said as I tugged the chain of handcuffs a couple of times and each time there was a solid twang of the metal cuffs against the brass handle. I then fished in my jacket and pulled two sets of keys. One was my house keys the other was the keys for the handcuffs. I put the handcuff keys into my pocket and handed my house keys to her and said, “It’s the house with beige two meter high wall with a two meter high silver checker plate front gate,” at first she didn’t want to take the keys but I stared her down and offered her the keys again and this time she took them meekly from me.

                “If I change before I finish then just go but I would like to record what has happened to me so far and would like you to take it with you if you don’t mind,” I said as I picked up the call phone and turned it on.

                “Of course,” she said as she wiped her eyes with her thumb.

                “Thank you but before I start when you get to my place ask my parents to show you my computer and check it for any messages from Beth,” I said and then navigated to the voice recorder application on my phone and turned it on and started to recount my day which is this message you are listening to now.

“Mom, Dad I’m sorry I couldn’t make it home but I tried my best but luck was against me. Please look after Molly the lady who delivered the phone she is a brave woman who only needs a place to stay am I sure you would have been so ecstatic that I finally brought a woman home after so long that you would have forgotten about the Zombies. There is a chance that I won’t turn into one of them and have kept the keys to the handcuffs so that if in a couple days I haven’t turned I can unlock myself and come home. We uh We have never been a touchy feely family but I uh love the both of you and hope you are able to be safe. Goodbye.”

Epilogue

Once Mark had finished his message he handed me the phone and said, “Time for you to go kiddo.”

“I want to stay with you,” I protested.

“I would prefer you didn’t watch as I died,” he said to me as he pulled a packet of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket and a lighter and lit one up and puffed out a smoke ring.

“I will never forget you,” I said to him as I grabbed his hand.

“And I will remember you for as long as I live,” he replied with a smile and i couldn’t understand how he could smile in that situation.

                After what felt like an eternity I stood up and started walking away and couldn’t help but cry. He was a scary man to look at most of the time with his piercings and black clothing covered in skulls and his attitude was also very abrasive and he came across as being very aggressive but underneath that he was a good man and I wish I could be more like him. As I reached the door I turned back and said, “Goodbye Mark,”

                “Goodbye Miss Molly,” he said and nodded his head.

                I am not sure what happened next because everything is a blur but I ended up at the house he had described to me. I fiddled through the keys until I found one that worked but by then the dogs on the other side of the gate were barking wildly.

                “Can I help you,” asked Mark which caused me to spin around and wildly look around for him but there was no one there. “Up here,” said Mark’s voice and I looked up to see the head of on older man looking over the wall.

                “I ah he I mean Mark sent me here,” I replied not knowing what to say.

                “Where is he?” the man asked.

                “Uh he gave me a message for you,” was all I could think to say and the man disappeared and after a couple seconds there was a clinking sound from the gate and then it opened up to reveal an older version of Mark standing there.

                “Come in quickly,” he said to me as he moved to the side to allow me space to walk inside.

                Everything happened so quickly after that. I was ushered into the house by Mark’s dad where I was introduced to his mother but I couldn’t handle breaking the news to them so I gave them the phone and they listened to his message. By the end of the message his mother was bawling her eyes out and his father sat stoned face with a single tear rolling down his cheek. His mother wanted to go the house where Mark was but his father stopped her saying that what he did was to protect them and going there would do the opposite. After a while he managed to convince her that Mark could look after himself and that in a couple days he would probably appear as if nothing had happened.

                Three days after I arrived at Mark’s house he still hadn’t arrived and his dad and I decided to go look for him at the house on the corner but when we arrived we were greeted by a grizzly scene. The foot chest was in the garden with the handcuffs still attached and covered in blood. Next to the chest was a half-eaten hand which made me wanted to cry but I held it in because Mark wouldn’t have cried in front of others if he could help it. Mark’s dad to his credit didn’t panic and walked into the house and called out to me so I went into the entrance were Mark’s dad turned to me and said , “Do you know what that means?”

“I have no idea,” I said as I looked at his last words scrawled on the wall in blood.

“I died Defenceless, Helpless and Alone after all that but at least it was by choice –

Mark was here”

The End  

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Day Dreamers Diary: Defenceless, Helpless and Alone pt.4

                “Lookey what I found outside,” said Dwain walking into the shop with Molly.

                “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked and walked towards her.

                “I didn’t want to stay there,” she said meekly looking down at the floor.

                “You left her alone you bastard?” shouted Jason as he tensed up causing Dwain to back away.

                “No, I left her with fifteen other people in a barricaded office on the first floor of a building surrounded by gates,” I said as I reached her.

                “But I didn’t want to stay with them,” she said while she fidgeted with her blouse.

                “You mean he didn’t abandon you?” asked Jason.

                “No, he told us how to survive and then left because the group didn’t want him there,” she said.

                “I am not a people person,” I said to Jason with a shrug and then grabbed Molly by the arm and took her to the side, “Why come here when you were safe?” I asked.

                “Because they didn’t seem to want me around and I didn’t feel safe,” she said.

                “What about Beth?” I asked

                “She is a wonderful woman but it was the others,” she said and trailed off.

                “But they doesn’t explain why you are here,” I said and let go of her elbow and then continued, “Listen maybe you can stay here with these guys they seem like good guys”.

                “But I want to go with you,” she said as I watched Jason and Dwain from over Molly’s head.

                “What I am doing is stupidly dangerous and you want to risk your life to follow me. Don’t you have your own family that your worried about?” I asked

                “I live alone and any family I have are at the coast and I want to go with you because you are the only one that seems to have a plan,” she said.

                “I don’t even know if I will live and now you want me to look after you as well. I am not a leader or hero or anything. I work best by myself when I don’t have to worry about others,” I said.

                “But you will be alone,” she said.

                “I can live with alone as long as I am not helpless and defenceless,” I mumbled and then said to her “These guys can look after you a lot better than I can,” they must have heard me because their body language changed dramatically.

                “Please let me come with you,” she pleaded and I silently cursed myself.

                “Do you even know how to ride a bike because scramblers are only designed for one person?” I asked.

                “I have never driven a bike,” she said and started fiddling with her blouse again.

                “Just great,” I mumbled.

                “But I can drive a scooter,” she said.

                “I can work with that,” I said and walked passed her towards the pair of jackals in the corner.

                “I noticed you had one of those scooters outside setup for off-road use,” I said to Jason.

                “Yea so?” he replied while watching Molly.

                “Can I get that and another set of leathers?” I asked as Molly walked up behind me all the while both Jason and Dwain watched her.

                “And how will you be paying?” asked Jason with a small wink towards Molly.

                “There is one more piece of information that I have and it’s possibly more important than all the others,” I said as I put my backpack on and tried to look as nonchalant as I could.

                “You already told me everything,” said Jason as he folded his arms.

                “My dad is a gambler and when I was growing up he always taught me to hold on to a trump card no matter what,” I said and stared at Jason with a blank expression.

                “You’re lying,” he said flatly

                “Your funeral,” I said and shrugged and turned and looked at Molly who was standing right behind me and motioned to her to walk outside. After a moment she started walking and I turned to follow her.

                “Wait,” called out Jason and I stopped walking, “What is it?” he asked.

                “I’ll tell you after we get the scooter and gear,” I said as I turned around.

                “How do I know you’re not going to rip me off?” he asked.

                “You don’t but in the time it would take us to get our helmets on and onto the bikes you could stop us,” I replied.

                “We could just force you to tell us,” said Dwain taking a step forward.

                “You can try,” I said calmly.

                “What you going to stop us?” asked Jason who also took a step forward.

                “Nope but the moment you attack I start screaming murder and so will Molly over there now I know this won’t bring the police but I do know what it will bring,” I said causing Jason to stop.

                “What’s that?” asked Dwain.

                “Those creatures you idiot,” said Jason angrily.

                “Precisely and then you will have to try and torture us while fighting those creatures off and without knowing the secret it will make it a lot more certain that we will all die,” I said.

                “What’s the secret?” asked Dwain which caused me to look at Jason and stare at him in the eyes.

                “Fine,” he said a little deflated.

                Dwain and Jason went about fuelling and getting the scooter ready as well as giving Molly the same gear as me as well as a pair of boots.

                “Quickly get dressed,” I whispered to her and she nodded and then looked around, “no time for modesty we have to hurry”, I said and she looked at me and then nodded and then walked to the corner and started taking off her pants. “It’s no wonder those two were eying her out,” I thought to myself as I turned away from her. She was good looking by most people’s standard with her shoulder length straight blonde hair which framed her opal shaped face. The centre attraction of her face was her blue eyes which looked like little pools of water on a cloudless day. This was closely followed by her mouth which was small but proportional to her face. Her lips seemed to be a natural shade of light pink that made them stand out against her snow coloured skin. She was of average height for a woman and was thin but still managed to have all the right curves.

                A couple moments later she walked up behind me and said, “I am ready”.

                “How’s the scooter coming along,” I asked Jason who had just walked into the store.

                “It’s good to go, I just had to attach the seat properly,” he said wiping his hands on a piece of material and a couple steps behind him was Dwain carrying a jerry can.

                “Awesome,” I said and started to walk towards the door with Molly in tow. I stopped when I reached Jason and motioned for Molly to go outside.

                “We kept our part of the deal,” said Jason while looking at me with suspicion.

                “Yes you did now for my side of the bargain. Those creature also have a very good sense of smell and like a shark can smell blood from a distance,” I said.

                “So what?” asked Jason impatiently.

                “You have a dead body outside covered in blood, it’s going to bring them here like chum to sharks and I for one don’t plan to be here when they arrive,” I replied and turned and walked outside.

                “You knew that the whole time and didn’t say anything?” asked Jason with anger in his voice and then continued, “You wanted them to kill us didn’t you?”

                “Not at all , I was going to tell you as I left because I couldn’t be sure you would honour your deal so I kept it as a parting gift,” I said as I watched both Jason and Dwain stare at the dead body. I waited for a couple moments and then asked, “We good?”

                “Yea, go on,” said Jason as he motioned for Dwain to help him with the body.

                I turned around and saw they had moved the bike and scooter to right in front of the entrance. I looked at Molly and motioned to her to get on her scooter as I walked towards the bike while putting on my helmet. When I reached the bike I fished out the keys from my jacket pocket and put it into the ignition and then zipped up my jacket and put my gloves on and mounted the bike. I looked over at Molly who was putting on her gloves and when we was finished she looked at me and nodded that she was ready. I flicked up the stand with my left foot and then put the weight of the bike on to it and reached down with my right hand and flicked out the kick start and with my right foot kicked down on it as hard as I could causing the bike to grumble to life. I looked over at Molly again and she had already started the scooter and was waiting for me. With a much practiced precision I flicked the bike into gear with my left foot while my left hand pulled in the clutch and the bike responded with a customary clunk.

                I pulled off slowly and looked behind me to make sure that Molly was following which she was. I made my way through the parking lot aiming for the back entrance on the opposite site of the parking lot from which I had entered. The exit opened up into a small road that had no cars on it, as I drove slowly I looked about for any dangers and after a couple hundred meters I stopped. Molly drove up beside me and looked at me and motioned with her arms asking why we had stopped. I took my helmet off and motioned for her to do the same which she did.

                “What’s wrong?” she asked.

                “We didn’t really have much time to talk back there I wanted to get away from them as soon as I could,” I said to her as I turned off the bike.

                “Why?” she asked and turned off the scooter as well.

                “Those two were looking at you like a pair of foxes eying a hen and I wanted to leave before they tried anything,” I replied.

                “But you said they seemed like good guys,” she said with a confused expression on her face.

                “They did right up until when you appeared or more precisely up to the point where I was trying to convince you to stay with them but then their body language changed as well as their expressions and I didn’t like it,” I replied.

                “Oh,” she said looking away from me and then continued, “I meant to ask earlier but when did you find out about the Zombies being able to smell blood?”

                “I didn’t it was a lie,” I replied.

                “How did you know it was going to work?” she asked.

                “The dead body outside was the key to the lie without it the lie wouldn’t have worked,” I replied.

                “Oh,” she said and then looked down at the ground and said, “I am sorry”

                “Well it’s not your fault that they reacted that way but it wouldn’t have happened if you had stayed in the office,” I said.

                “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

                “What’s done is done and I can’t change it but are you sure you want to follow me because you have your own transport not and can go anywhere you want,” I said.

                “I am sure,” she said.

                “Fine but there are some things we need to talk about. I am guessing that you have never ridden off road before on a scooter?” I asked

                “Never but why is that important?” she asked.

                “We won’t be able to use roads so we will be pavement bashing a lot of the way which is more like off-roading than driving on a road because of the having to climb up and down the pavements where needed. Basically when you are going up onto a pavement lean forward and yank back on the handle bars and accelerate and when dismounting yank on the handle bars just before   the edge and lean back but don’t accelerate,” I explained.

                “Ok,” she said while taking in what I had said.

                “Also standing up when you do it will help,” I said as an afterthought.

                “Why?” she asked’

                “Human bodies are designed so that when we are standing we have better balance than when we are sitting,” I replied.

                “Makes sense,” she said.

                ‘I’ll try my best to take a route that the scooter can handle but I don’t know what the roads will be like,” I said and then continued, “ one other thing try not to focus only on your review mirrors because if I stop suddenly you will drive into me”

                “Ok,” she said.

                “Molly are you ok?” I asked.

                “Yes why?” she asked.

                “You are only using one or two word sentences,” I replied

                “I don’t want to upset you and make you leave me behind,” she said looking away again.

                “Ah,” I said shocked at the response and then said, “I didn’t leave you with those jackals why would I leave you here?”

                “I don’t know,” she replied.

                “Listen you would have to go seriously far to make me angry enough to leave you behind,” I replied.

                “But you didn’t want me to come to start off with,” she said as she started crying.

                “Don’t cry. Look its true I didn’t want you to come with me but that was for your own safety more than anything else and also I am not very good with people in normal times and today is anything but normal. Until I can get you someplace safe you can stick around,” I replied.

                “Are you sure?” she asked still crying.

                “Yea, if we come across some place where you want to stay I will help you get in and make it secure if need be and if we don’t then you can stay at my place as long as you want,” I replied powerless against her sobbing.

                “Thank you,” she sobbed.

                “Let’s get going, we are running out of daylight,” I said as I put my helmet on to hide my discomfort. She looked at me and nodded and wiped her nose with the sleeve of her jacket and put her helmet on and we set out.

                The going was fast on that little road because there weren’t many cars obstructing the road but that changed when we reached the first main road. As we neared the road the amount of abandoned cars increased forcing us to snake between them but at the intersection things looked worse. When we reached the intersection I looked about and saw that on the main road the cars were packed together so close that there was no way to get through them so I motioned to Molly towards the pavement and then turned the bike in between two cars towards the pavement and mounted it. A couple meters away from the edge I stopped and looked behind me and watched Molly do what I had told her earlier she was a little unsteady but that was to be expected with her lack of experience. “By the end of the trip she will be an expert”, I thought to myself and pulled off.

                We kept to the pavement from then on dismounting and mounting at every intersection. As we drove along I marvelled at the sheer carnage on the roads where at almost every intersection there was at the least a fender bender and in some cases multicar pileups. As we were approaching one such intersection I stopped the bike and studied it intently. Molly pulled up next to my and flicked her visor open and I did the same.

“What is it?” she asked.

                “I could have sworn I saw some movement down there,” I answered and pointed towards the piled up cars in the middle of the intersection that was a couple hundred meters away.

                “What do we do?” she asked.

                “Give me a moment still figuring that out,” I replied while I looked around for an alternate route to take and spotted a small side road on the other side of the main road that had been blocked off from the main road for road works and had barriers up to stop people driving down it but this hadn’t stop one person who found out the hard way that even though they are made of plastic when you fill them up with water they become as hard as concrete. “Over there,” I said and pointed to the road causing Molly to look in that direction and then she looked back and nodded. We started weaving our way through the cars and made it to the other side eventually but as we rounded the corner I heard a woman scream which caused me to look back at Molly but it wasn’t her I then looked around and saw a woman being chased down the road by another woman and I reacted before I could think about the situation.

                I accelerated towards the woman who saw me and started running towards me. “Stupid woman that makes it harder to help you,” I screamed as the world seemed to slow down to a snail’s pace. My hands gripped the handle bars with a little squelch from the sweat build up from the leather gloves. I placed my weight onto the back of my feet and half stood to give myself better balance. With every heartbeat the distance decreased until I was about five meters away from the woman and then the world slowed even more. I swerved to the right of the woman while pulling in the clutch with my left hand and started lightly breaking with my right foot .After I had passed the woman I swerved back to the left while slamming the back break with my right foot which caused the back wheel to lock. With the swerve and the locked back tire the back end of the bike started to pull out and at that point I started pulling the front break with my right hand which caused the back to flick out even more which caught the second woman in the thigh with a loud thud. As I hit the woman I could feel that I was tilted too far to recover and put my left leg out so that it wouldn’t get caught under the bike when it fell at the same time I took pressure off the back break and let go of the front break as I jumped against the foot stand with my right foot which caused me to fly away from the bike a little. When I did this I flung my left arm out instinctively and my hand hit the ground with a cracking sound followed by the rest of my body slamming again the road where I rolled a couple times.

I quickly did a mental check list, “Legs are ok, right arm is good and the only serious pain I have is my left forearm and shoulder,” I thought to myself and started to stand when I was upright I reached over my shoulder with my right hand and grabbed my trusty table leg that was sticking out of my bag and looked towards the second woman who was crawling along the floor with her leg at an impossible angle leaving a trail of blood behind her. I tightened my grip on the table leg and walked up to the woman who reached out her hand to grab me as I stepped closer to her. I looked at the outstretched hand and swung the table leg as hard as I could manage with one arm and connected with her wrist with a crack her hand flew away to the left I then raised the table leg above my head and brought it down against her head and the impact resonated through the table leg causing me to drop it but it had been enough to stop the woman who now lay there motionless. Instead of leaning down to pick up the table leg which was lying close to the woman I flicked it away from her with my foot.

                “Thank you,” shouted to woman’s voice from behind me which caused me to turn around and see the first woman running towards me. As she got closer she raised her arms in the motion of a hug but before she could reach me I put my hand up to stop her which it did. From over the woman’s shoulder I could see Molly on her scooter driving towards us.

                “Why are you out here?” I asked the woman as I opened my visor.

                “My cat ran out of the house and I chased her,” said the woman and from that sentence I could tell what happened.

                “Leave the cat and go back inside,” I said flatly and turned around to rescue my table leg from the edge of the road.

                “You saved my life,” the woman started to say but was interrupted by Molly arriving.

                “Are you ok?” called out Molly from behind her visor.

                “I’ll live which is better than I can say for that woman,” I replied and pointed towards the first woman with the table leg and then continued, “The cat is probably safer out here than you are and at a guess I would say smarter as well.”

                “How dare you,” the woman started to protest.

                “I may have ruined my bike saving your life because you were stupid enough to leave safety to chase after a cat which obviously didn’t want to be caught?” I asked her through clenched teeth which where clenched more from pain than anger.

                “I uh,” the woman started to say but was interrupted again by a man calling from behind me.

                “Honey are you ok?” shouted the man.

                “Let’s tell the whole world that we are here while we are at it,” I mumbled to myself as I walked towards the bike.

                “I’m fine but Henry this man called me stupid,” she said and with an amazing ability that made the word ‘Man’ sound like ‘Scumbag’ which caused Henry to look at me and I could see in his eyes that he agreed with me but couldn’t actually say anything.

                “Now listen here,” he started to say to me as he walked closer.

                “Would love to stay and chat but with the two of you shrieking at each other every zombie in a ten kilometre radius is probably on their way here right now for a spot of lunch,” I said as I reached the bike. Henry stood there for a moment and then gave up and grabbed the woman’s arm.

                “We need to get inside quickly darling,” he said in a tone that left no room for arguments but the woman didn’t get that memo.

                “But Henry,” she said as she was being pulled back down the road by her elbow.

                “The young man is right and we wouldn’t want to be attacked again,” he said to her and didn’t stop moving.

                “Oh ok,” she said to Henry and then turned to me and said, “I hope they get you,” and spat in my direction and then turned and stalked off back down the road.

                “It’s a pleasure,” I mumbled as I watched them for a second and then turned my attention to Molly who had pulled up right next to me.

                “Where did you learn to do that?” she asked.

                “I didn’t being blunt is natural to me,” I replied as I took my bag off my back.

                “No man I meant that thing with the bike,” she said.

                “I know what you meant and I learnt it through doing it by accident a lot when I first started driving a bike. It normally sits in the ‘Things to not do’ part of my memory,” I said as I put the table leg back into my bag and put it back on.

                “Are you hurt though,” she asked.

                “Yea but nothing too serious,” I lied as I flexed my left hand which caused pain to shoot through my arm. “It’s fractured if I am lucky and broken if I am not,” I thought to myself and leant down and grabbed the handle bars of the bike and lifted it upright with a growl all the while my jaw was clenched so tight I thought my teeth were going to shatter from the pressure. When the bike was upright I flick the kickstand out and rested the bike back down on it.  

                “Is it ok?” she asked.

                “Don’t know yet,” I said as I examined the bike and all the damage I could see was superficial like scratches on the tank and the left grip being ripped around the edge.

                “I thought you said you weren’t a hero,” said Molly.

                “I’m not. Hero’s do it on purpose I do it by accident,” I said as I climbed back on to the bike.

                “What’s that called then?” she asked.

                “Stupidity,” I replied as I pulled in the clutch which thankfully hadn’t snapped off but the action caused pain to shoot through my arm which I held in as best I could and any sound I did make was muffled by the helmet. I flicked out the kick-start and gripped the accelerator and kicked the kick-start and the bike let out a little purr and then nothing.

                “What’s wrong with it?” Molly asked concerned.

                “Hopefully it’s just flooded from stalling out,” I said and tried it again and again the bike let out a purr and then nothing.

                “There is someone over there,” said Molly causing me to see her turned around in her seat looking behind her pointing at someone at the end of the block where we had come through.

                “Awesome,” I mumbled and tried starting the bike again but it just purred again. I let out a sigh and watched as the figure started moving towards us.

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Day Dreamers Diary: Defenceless, Helpless and Alone pt.3

As I approached the stairs I saw someone running up them. I looked closer and noticed there was blood around his face and in a split second I had my make shift weapon raised and waited for him to get into range. A couple steps from the top the man looked up and saw me and instantly let out a growl and lunged towards me. I swung the table leg down as hard as I could and with a crack the man fell to the ground. I had managed to hit him in the head but to make sure he wasn’t playing possum I stepped in and hit him in the head a couple more times and each time there was a sickening crunching sound.

                “Are you ok?” shouted Beth from the door.

                “Right as rain,” I said.

                “Are there any more?” she asked quickly.

                “There is an entire city full dear,” I said and turned to her and smiled.

                “You know what I meant,” she barked at me.

                “None that I can see from here,” I said and then continued, “Listen grab a couple network cables for me”

                “Why?” asked Beth taking a step away from the doors.

                “To answer a very important question for you,” I replied as I leant down and grabbed the man’s arms and started to drag him towards the railing of the balcony.

                “What question?” she asked.

                “You asked if hitting them in the head would kill them,” I replied still dragging the man.

                “Obviously it does,” she said

                “Not so fast, you seem to forget they heal. At the moment it seems like he is dead but what about in a couple hours? Is he going to heal like that woman and come back or stay dead?” I asked.

                “I ah,” she said and turned back into the office without saying anything else. As I reached the railing with the man she came back out of the office carrying a couple grey cables. She walked towards me but without taking her eyes off of the stairs. A couple steps away from me she stopped and threw the network cables to me.

                “See your already getting the hang of this,” I said with a little smile and picked up the cables from the floor. I moved the man into a sitting position with his back against the railing and then grabbed his left arm and tied his wrist to one of the joins in the railing with one of the cables. I then did the same with his right hand and then moved to his neck.

                “Why are you tying up his neck,” asked Beth.

                “Even with his hands tied up he could still lunge at someone and possibly bite them but this way he can’t,” I said as I finished tying his neck to the railing and then said, “but to be on the really safe side,’ I reached down and picked up the table leg and leant in and grabbed his lower jaw and opened his mouth and then stood back a little holding the thickest part of the table leg in my left hand and pushing the thinnest part against his mouth I shifted my weight and then kicked his mouth as hard as I could with a horrifying crack.

                “What the hell are you doing!” shouted Beth in horror stepping away from me.

                “No teeth no bite,” I said as I stood up and pulled the table leg from his mouth.

                “Have some respect for the dead,” she barked at me.

                “I have plenty of respect for the dead as long as they stay that way. You may have woken up in a warm and wonderful word this morning but if you start treating these things as though they can’t hurt you then you will end up dead; it’s as simple as that,” I said looking at the end of the table leg which sent shivers up my spine because there were pieces of tooth protruding from it in varies places.

                “Are you going to do that to all of them?” she asked with tears in her eyes.

                “I wouldn’t have done it to this one if I knew for certain it was going to stay dead but I don’t and that means it’s a risk to you. If I had an axe I would chop its head off but I don’t so this is as safe as I can make it and still be able to answer that question for you,” I said and dropped the table leg that was now useless.

                “Oh,” she said shocked and took another couple of steps away from me.

                “Beth it won’t be long before more get here so hurry up and snap out of it,” I said and started walking towards my office.

                “Your right,” she said distantly and turned around and walked towards the main office doors. I walked into the office and as quickly as I could I removed the other legs from the table but this still took me a couple of minutes. By the time I reached the open area they had already moved two cabinets outside. Beth was standing watching the stairs but she looked up at me as I walked towards her.

                “I am sorry about that,” she said with her arms crossed.

                “No worries it happens it’s more difficult for some to turn off their emotions,” I said and handed two of the table and then said, “Listen the last time I checked the internet was still working if you can keep sending me messages about what’s happening here especially if he wakes up”

                “But how will that help you?” she asked as she took the table legs from me.

                “My computer at home is logged on to the same message account and will receive them and I will be able to see them when I get home,” I said.

                “No wonder the world is ending,” she said

                “What?” I asked.

                “You’re actually being optimistic,” she answered with a small smile.

                “Funny, also try and post information anywhere else you can it may help save someone’s life,” I said and took a deep breath looked her in the eyes and nodded then turned and walked down the stairs.

                I walked down the spiral staircase slowly trying to keep as close to the wall as possible to get a better angle at looking at the lower stairs and entrance to the building. In the entrance there was a pair of glass sliding door which opened up into a guest area. Five meters into the entrance was an access controlled security checkpoint. If you stood on the bottom step facing into the entrance you would be standing perpendicular to the security checkpoint. In front of you would have the elevators and a glass door to their right which led out under the bridge and into the open area with a small pond and a garden around it there were also a couple of tables and chairs. This was mainly used as an eating area but not by many people as they chose to eat at their desks more often or not. To the left of the stairs the entrance hallway continued to another security checkpoint leading to the back entrance of the building. The distance between the two checkpoints was around fifteen meters. Next to the back checkpoint there was a small office with tinted glass windows this was the security office where the head security guard could normally be found as well as the monitors for the cameras.

                I reached the last step on the staircase and looked around the ground floor for any threats and didn’t notice anyone or anything. The ground floor was deserted. I looked towards the security office and started walking cautiously towards it with my weapon raised in case anything jumped out at me. As I walked closer to the office I used the reflective tinted windows to look behind me without having to turn around all the while scanned to my left and right. I walked past the next set of spiral stairs that led down to the basement level and moved passed it as quickly as I could. When I finally reached the security office it felt like I had just run a marathon and my heard was in my throat. I leaned forward and grabbed the door handle realising that there could be anything in there because I couldn’t see inside the office. I raised the table leg over my shoulder with my right hand and turned my body so that my left foot was forward and then grabbed the door handle again and yanked the door open. The moment my left hand left the door handle I raised it and gripped the table leg with it and watched in slow motion as the door opened. As the door opened passed my left foot I moved my foot forward to stop the door closing again. Nothing jumped out at me and there was no one screaming. “So far so good,” I thought to myself and shuffled forward tilting my head to take in the entire office. Once I had passed the threshold of the door I relaxed and lowered my weapon and scanned the office for what I was looking for.

                “There you are,” I whispered to the empty office as I spotted the fire axe I had been looking for. I knew they always kept one in here and was lucky that one of the security guards hadn’t taken it with them. I also spotted three pairs of handcuffs on a hook on the wall with a set of keys.  I quickly grabbed the handcuffs and axe and walked over to the bank of four monitors and watched for a couple minutes. One was from the front entrance, one from the basement, one from the courtyard and lastly the important one the one from the back entrance. I watched the image for a couple moments and didn’t see any one being attacked only a couple people wandering about aimlessly this was either good or bad. They were either people so panicked their minds shut down or they were the enemy but watching them on the monitor wasn’t going to tell me which.

                I looked around the office for anything else that could help me and all they fit the bill was a flashlight. I opened my bag and put the handcuffs and flashlight into my backpack and then zipped it up and then holstered the axe through the handle at the top of the backpack with the handle of the axe falling between the straps so that when I put the backpack back on the axe handle would be between the bag and my back and wouldn’t giggle around when I walked. I picked up the table leg again and walked over to the door and used my foot to flick it open will I stood ready to attack at a moment’s notice but there wasn’t anything to attack. I walked out of the office and through the security checkpoint towards the back entrance.

                Unlike the security office the glass door at the back entrance wasn’t tinted so I could see through them and into the parking lot. I opened the door and stepped through still trying to watch everywhere at once. I was now standing under the entrance roof I had told Beth was her last resort emergency exit as I looked up at the sheet metal roof I heard the beep of my watch and looked at it. It was three o’clock which meant only a couple of hours of daylight left. On a normal day it would take me an hour to get home and today was far from normal so I would probably be cutting it pretty fine with daylight. Something moved in the corner of my eye and I quickly reacted by raising my weapon and looking in that direction.

                “Don’t hurt me,” a woman cried from the behind the parked car she just walked out from behind.

                “If you don’t attack then you don’t have to worry about me hurting you,” I said to her but didn’t lower my weapon.

                “What’s going on,” she sobbed as she fell to her knees.

                “Listen it’s dangerous out here, if you go upstairs there is a group of people who are barricading themselves. You should be safe with them,” I said to her and took a couple steps forwards as I scanned the parking lot again. She must have been one of the people I saw on the security monitor.

                “But what’s going on?” she asked rubbing her eyes.

                “I don’t know but you should go upstairs quickly before anything happens,” I said taking another couple of steps.

                “Can you come with me?” she asked as she started to stand.

                “I am sorry I can’t but I just came from there so I know the way is safe but you have to hurry before that changes,” I said in as calm and reassuring tone as I could. She looked at me for a moment and then nodded. “When you get upstairs there should be people barricading the door but if they have finished just knock on the door and call to them, they should let you in then,” I said and took another couple of steps toward the woman. She watched me for a moment and started walking slowly towards the entrance behind me. We passed each other but at all times I tried to maintain some distance in case the creatures were able to talk. Once we had passed each other I quickly turned and said, “Hurry up otherwise they will be finished before you get there,” she didn’t turn around but opened the door and started running. I turned back to the parking lot and planned my exit.

                I made my way through the parking lot as fast as I could only slowing my pace when I got near any vehicles but there weren’t many as most people had left in a hurry earlier in the day. I came across a couple other people who were like the woman from before and as with her I told them to go to the office for safety. Eventually after what felt like forever I reached the parking boom for the back of the parking lot. “This is where things get tricky,” I thought to myself and I ducked under one of the booms and onto the pavement.  I looked up and down the road to get my bearings and to make sure it was safe to proceed. It was a two lane road used mostly by employees which led to a main road to my right and continued into a residential area to my left. There weren’t as many cars in the road as I would have expected or had seen in the road in front of the building. The path I had to take was simple enough. I had to walk to the main road and turn left and walk ten blocks and there would be a little shopping centre with the motorbike shop in it on my left right next to the main road. As I surveyed my path the absence of people or things struck me. “But that’s why I waited, for people and things to spread away from here,” I thought to myself and then noticed that in a couple of the cars there were people in them but I ignored them. “If they want to hide in their cars who am I to argue,” I mumbled to myself and turned right and started walking to the main road which was only a couple hundred meters away.

                I reached the main road after a slow progression from the booms. I turned left and started making my way down the pavement towards my destination. As I walked I scanned from my left to my right and then a quick look over each shoulder. I was also straining my ears but couldn’t hear anything it was eerily quiet and the quiet made me more uneasy than the screams and sounds of traffic from before. The silence was contagious enveloping me in a blanket of nothing and wrapping my mouth closed to expel the sound of my breathing. It was like the air had become my enemy and was offended by any sound no matter how small. Having grown up in the city I had always been surrounded by sound even if I hadn’t noticed it which made this silence feel even more unnatural to me but then to my sound deprived brain an explosion went off far off in the distance. I felt glad that the sound had chased off the unnatural feeling from me for a moment but then felt guilty because people probably died in that explosion. I looked up to see if I could see where the explosion was but I couldn’t see any smoke and then went back to my march for freedom.

                The walk was slow and arduous and took me almost an hour but I could now see my salvation at the end of a small car park. It was a smallish store that offered a range of motorbikes and accessories most of the bikes they sold were parked outside the shop for display purposes. I stepped into the parking lot and made a wide scan of my surroundings and then searched the displayed motor bikes for the one I wanted. “Bingo,” I thought to myself as I spotted an off-road bike. I walked gingerly across the parking lot to the entrance of the bike shop scanning the entrances to the other shops and parked cars.  As I got closer to the bike shop I saw a dead body lying on the floor just outside of the shop with its head covered in blood from a large gash on the back of its head. I could see the skull which was cracked. It looked like someone had hit it with something at a weird angle and cracked the skull but then glanced off tearing the scalp away with it. I stepped up to the wide entrance and waited for my eyes to adjust to the light.

“Stop right there,” said a male voice from somewhere inside.

“I’m not one of those things,” I said.

“How do we know that?” asked the mail voice again. “There is more than one of them,” I thought to myself.

“Because I am talking and carrying a weapon, have any of the ones you have seen said anything or carried any weapons?” I asked.

“Uh no,” said the man uncertainly.

“What do you want here?” asked another man

“I want a bike,” I said as my eyes adjusted and I could not see the two mean standing behind the counter one holding a hammer and the other a wrench. “Promising,” I thought to myself.

“Well you can’t have one,” said the second man.

“I am willing to trade,” I said.

“What could you have that we would want?” asked the first man.
                “A weapon and information,” I replied.

“What good would information do us and who would want that crappy weapon,” said the second man pointing at my table leg.

“Not this weapon,” I said and held the table leg in my left hand and with my right hand I reached behind me and grabbed the head of the axe and pulled it out over my shoulder, “This nice sharp axe is the weapon I want to trade and like the weapon the information could save your life,” I said and waited for a response.

“We only take money,” said the first man.

“Yea,” agreed the second man a little uncertain.

“And where are you planning on spending this money?” I asked.

“Wh What?” asked the first man confused.

“Don’t know where you have been today but there are roaming hordes of blood thirsty creatures walking about looking for people to kill and they have been at it all day now. Even the police couldn’t stop them and you know how useless the army is in this country so where exactly are you going to spend this money and is it worth more than staying alive,” I asked lathering it on trying to panic them.

“But what about the money,” protested the first man.

                “Shut up Dwain his right,” the second man said.

                “So the weapon, some information for a bike and leathers,” I said.

                “Which bike do you want?” said the second man while he folded his arms.

                “The red and black scrambler outside,” I said and took a step into the shop.

                “You know that’s not street legal,” said Dwain.

                “Not like it matters at this point. The roads are unusable and I will have to use pavements and foot paths,” I said while looking around the shop.

                “Ok, full leathers?” asked the second man.

                “Yea the Kevlar jacket and pants as well as a pair of tough gloves,” I said.

                “That’s a lot of stuff,” said Dwain.

                “Deal?” I asked and watched the second man stare at the axe for a moment.

                “Yea, Dwain get the keys and fill up the bike and then get him the leathers,” said the second man.

                “But,” Dwain started to say but was cut off by the second man staring at him, “Ok,” he said eventually and then looked at me and asked ,”What size?”.

                “Forty two pants and a large jacket,” I said without looking at him.

                “Those are way too big,” said the second man eying me out.

                “I want them loose so if one of those things bites me all they will get is Kevlar and not the flesh underneath,” I said while making eye contact with him and not blinking.

                “Makes sense,” said the second man eventually and I could see that with that statement I had moved up a notch in his books. He looked over at Dwain and nodded and Dwaine walked off to get the things. He looked at me and asked, “Ok so the information?”

                I told him everything I knew about them and what weaknesses I had found and he sat and listened and asked a question every now and again. Just after I had started telling him the information Dwain had shown up and handed me a large black Kevlar jacket, black pants, a pair of thick leather gloves and a helmet. As I explained I undid my boots and took off my pants and put on the Kevlar pants not forgetting to empty out my pockets and refill the new ones once I had finished I did up my boots and put the jacket on but didn’t zip it up yet because it was too hot for that.

                “That good enough?” I asked.

                “Yea just need the weapon and you can go,” said Jason stretching out his right hand towards me. I took the axe and handed it to him handle first and he handed me a set of keys with his left hand.

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