because the next thing I could feel was Chris nudging me in the ribs.
“Marc, dude we’re here.” He said pointing out the windscreen at a large brick and wood building in front of us.
“Now what? Are we still being followed by that horde from Catterick?” I said looking into the rear of the A.P.C.
“Nah we lost them about a half hour ago. I gave them a few wrong turns as we came out of town. We were lucky that there are about four different ways to get here.” He said stretching his arms above his head. I climbed over into the rear and stretched out on the floor and looked up at the roof. Along either side were storage bins and a large circle hatch near to the cab. Standing climbed on to the seats to look at how we might open it, I found a couple of handles that looked they might be used to open it. The last thing I wanted to do was to open it and find we had an infected hitchhiker up there.
“Chris you want anything to eat?” I asked.
“Hmmm…what? Oh! Food yeah.” He said sleepily.
Grabbing my rucksack I opened it and pulled out a couple of snack bars and a bottle of water. Tapping him on the shoulder I put one of the bars and the bottle of water into his hands. I watched as a single infected staggered through some bushes at the edge of the car park and toward our little slice of sanctuary. It had made it about halfway across the car park when a figure moved on an intercept course with the shambling corpse. As the figure came out of the buildings shadow, I saw that it was Jay and of all the things he could be carrying as a weapon a cricket bat wasn’t the first thing I could think of. He was about four feet away when we heard his whistle from inside the A.P.C. The infected slowly stared to turn in his direction, when he brought the cricket bat round in a wide arc and struck the side of its head with such force the things neck snapped and it fell to the floor like its strings had been cut. Wiping the green and red smears of gore off the bat, Jay headed toward the rear of the A.P.C. Chris clambered past me and opened the rear door letting Jay climb inside.
“Where the fuck have you two been? Out on a date or something?” Jay said slumping into one of the seats in the back.
“Very funny you little turd.” Chris said smiling. “Actually we had to get rid of the tail we gathered on our way here.”
“I suppose that make sense, I see we still have little Mr Happy with us.” He said looking at me.
“Hey, Jay you know what fuck you and the horse you rode in on.” I said getting slightly pissed at his attitude.
He nearly bounced off the roof when I said that and if it wasn’t for Chris I could have seen us at each other’s throats in a matter of minutes. I turned in the seat to look out of the windscreen and noticed a few more shadows moving through the bushes and trees around the car park. I could hear Chris having a whispered conversation and watched through the rear view mirror as Jay kept casting dirty looks in my direction. To tell you the truth I hated the little shit and his attitude, but I knew we would have to stick together if we wanted to get through this.
“Chris it might be a good idea to get away from here mate. There’s a shit load of infected heading our way through the trees and bushes.” I said over my shoulder.
Hearing his heavy footsteps as they got closer made me shiver slightly. God only knew what those two had been whispering to each other whilst I had sat up here at the front. It was about time that my neurotic side started to rear its ugly head. Ever since I was a kid, I had always thought that people had it out for me. I suppose that’s why I had never spent more than six years in the Army, the fact that nearly all officers wanted you to go and die while they sipped tea and ate biscuits, fuelled my neurotic tendencies to the max. So here I was sitting in a tin can with two people who I had just met, made my brain nearly spill out my ears. Chris started the engine and
“Marc, dude we’re here.” He said pointing out the windscreen at a large brick and wood building in front of us.
“Now what? Are we still being followed by that horde from Catterick?” I said looking into the rear of the A.P.C.
“Nah we lost them about a half hour ago. I gave them a few wrong turns as we came out of town. We were lucky that there are about four different ways to get here.” He said stretching his arms above his head. I climbed over into the rear and stretched out on the floor and looked up at the roof. Along either side were storage bins and a large circle hatch near to the cab. Standing climbed on to the seats to look at how we might open it, I found a couple of handles that looked they might be used to open it. The last thing I wanted to do was to open it and find we had an infected hitchhiker up there.
“Chris you want anything to eat?” I asked.
“Hmmm…what? Oh! Food yeah.” He said sleepily.
Grabbing my rucksack I opened it and pulled out a couple of snack bars and a bottle of water. Tapping him on the shoulder I put one of the bars and the bottle of water into his hands. I watched as a single infected staggered through some bushes at the edge of the car park and toward our little slice of sanctuary. It had made it about halfway across the car park when a figure moved on an intercept course with the shambling corpse. As the figure came out of the buildings shadow, I saw that it was Jay and of all the things he could be carrying as a weapon a cricket bat wasn’t the first thing I could think of. He was about four feet away when we heard his whistle from inside the A.P.C. The infected slowly stared to turn in his direction, when he brought the cricket bat round in a wide arc and struck the side of its head with such force the things neck snapped and it fell to the floor like its strings had been cut. Wiping the green and red smears of gore off the bat, Jay headed toward the rear of the A.P.C. Chris clambered past me and opened the rear door letting Jay climb inside.
“Where the fuck have you two been? Out on a date or something?” Jay said slumping into one of the seats in the back.
“Very funny you little turd.” Chris said smiling. “Actually we had to get rid of the tail we gathered on our way here.”
“I suppose that make sense, I see we still have little Mr Happy with us.” He said looking at me.
“Hey, Jay you know what fuck you and the horse you rode in on.” I said getting slightly pissed at his attitude.
He nearly bounced off the roof when I said that and if it wasn’t for Chris I could have seen us at each other’s throats in a matter of minutes. I turned in the seat to look out of the windscreen and noticed a few more shadows moving through the bushes and trees around the car park. I could hear Chris having a whispered conversation and watched through the rear view mirror as Jay kept casting dirty looks in my direction. To tell you the truth I hated the little shit and his attitude, but I knew we would have to stick together if we wanted to get through this.
“Chris it might be a good idea to get away from here mate. There’s a shit load of infected heading our way through the trees and bushes.” I said over my shoulder.
Hearing his heavy footsteps as they got closer made me shiver slightly. God only knew what those two had been whispering to each other whilst I had sat up here at the front. It was about time that my neurotic side started to rear its ugly head. Ever since I was a kid, I had always thought that people had it out for me. I suppose that’s why I had never spent more than six years in the Army, the fact that nearly all officers wanted you to go and die while they sipped tea and ate biscuits, fuelled my neurotic tendencies to the max. So here I was sitting in a tin can with two people who I had just met, made my brain nearly spill out my ears. Chris started the engine and
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