As we left the hospital I realized I had been badly hurt and dropped my shotgun, luckily I still had my Rifle.
My health kit only had enough of bandage to wrap my arm and forearm, the cuts on my legs would have to wait.
The crying female made me worry about how the infected are changing. I didn't know what to expect next as I search for my father. I also was confused on how they changed, why were hunters, smokers, boomers and tanks male but the crying ones were female?Maybe each gender has it's own specific ratio for turning?
Or Maybe each gender can only change into a certain type?
I guess it didn't matter because when I find father we are going far away and never looking back.
As I gazed farther into my thoughts the helicopter started to tilt and turn, apparently the Pilot hadn't gotten sleep in days so we had to make an emergency stop in a field close to a river, the town was called Riverbank. As he slept I took watch. It was quiet except distant cries and birds flying threw the air. I don't care if it was a survivor or crying girl. I wasn't moving from this spot if they wanted help they can come here.
Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours. Before I knew it the Pilot was up and ready. Unfortunately fate didn't want us to leave so soon. A Tank and boomer were closing in. I took down the boomer and it exploded all over the tank, which would have been helpful if some common infected would have been around.
But no time to think of that. I grabbed a Molotov and threw it, the bile must have blinded him because he couldn't see us and was freaking out then turned around, I seen an opportunity and we took off and shot form the air. He picked up rubble and was ready to throw but he went down before he had the chance. If he would have thrown it we would have died.
I can't get the girl and tank out of my mind. I'm still shaking and sweating. Why was she crying? Why does the tank have so much power? How can I deal with this?! Why do I have to deal with this? I just wanted to wake up in the hospital and see dad and everything is fine.. I didn't want to deal anymore and it hadn't even been a day for me, I wonder how he was feeling.
I was so overwhelmed that I fainted and didn't wake up for 6 hours. I woke up to the sound of laughter, which was a relief. Too bad it was at my expense, I had been drooling and talking in my sleep the whole time. I guess we all have to have fun sometimes, even if it was in a zombie apocalypse. I Guess I was tired because I went back to sleep.
(Day 2 November 10th)
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