it’s the best thing to do.”
Ian looked angry and if he was about to argue so I quickly said, “And we will play it by ear. If after a few days we realize it’s not that bad here, we might decide to stay. How’s that?”
We all agreed on this point minus Kevin who wanted to leave immediately and Sarah who was noncommittal.
I said, “Glad that’s over with. On to the next topic: supplies. I think this one is pretty obvious; we’re going to have to get food and ammunition from the villagers. The thing we need to decide upon is how we’re going to go about doing that. Any suggestions?”
Suddenly an unfamiliar voice broke in through the open door, and I turned to see a kid I guessed was about twelve standing there. He was the same kid I saw in the gas station last night, and had on running shorts. He was obviously out of breath, and must have heard us while jogging and came to see what was going on. Nosy, but I would have done the same.
The kid repeated, “I know how you can get supplies.”
Surprised, I asked, “What’s your name?”
He replied, “My name’s George.”
I said, “My name is Jack, it’s nice to meet you. What makes you think you can help us get anything?”
He said, “I believe you guys. I heard about what you said last night, and I believe you. My dad went to go see what was wrong with the supply trucks about three weeks ago, and he hasn’t come back since. Before he left he told me about a disease spreading around and made me promise to keep myself safe. The people around here are dumb and won’t listen to reason. My dad tried to convince them that all the trouble we’ve been having with supplies, and our animals and such is because of the disease but they just laughed at him.”
I let this sink in, while my mom waved George inside and made room for him to sit on the bed.
Ian spoke up, “George, you said you were having problems with your animals?”
George nodded, and said, “Yes some of our livestock have been acting very strangely and non-responsive. One of our pigs even bit Joe yesterday.”
All of us looked up sharply at this news, and I asked, “George, are you sure he was bit?”
He replied, “Yep, I saw it myself why? Do you want to see him?”
I nodded slowly, and said, “Yes I would like to see him in a bit, first we have some issues to finish up.”
George got up to leave, but then suddenly said, “Please let me stay with you guys! I heard about you deciding whether to leave or not, and if you leave than I want to come with you!”
Incredulous, I asked, “George just how long were you standing out there listening to us?”
He replied sheepishly, “Since I saw the man with the baby walk in.”
I threw my hands up, and said, “The whole time huh. Well George we can’t just take you away from your family, you have to stay with them here.”
George said sadly, “My dad was the only family I have, and he said he’d be back almost two weeks ago. I don’t think he’s still...”
My mom looked with pity at him, and Ian got up and went over to his side.
He put a hand on George’s shoulder and said, “My dad died a few days ago, right in front of me. And let me tell you; until you know for sure that he’s dead don’t give up hope. Because he’s probably out there right now trying to fight his way back to you, and you have to be here when he gets back, don’t you?”
George smiled through tears in his eyes, and nodded his head. He then told me, “The guy who got bit by the pig, Joe, is over two houses to the left of the gas station. I’ll be there.”
And then he turned and fled from the room. I sat back and sighed.
Then like so many other things in the past week, I shrugged it off and continued, “So I guess George will help us find supplies. We need to have a look at the guy who got bit and make sure he isn’t left to turn into an Infected, but before then we need to finish off this discussion.”
I turned and looked at Kevin and Sarah,
Ian looked angry and if he was about to argue so I quickly said, “And we will play it by ear. If after a few days we realize it’s not that bad here, we might decide to stay. How’s that?”
We all agreed on this point minus Kevin who wanted to leave immediately and Sarah who was noncommittal.
I said, “Glad that’s over with. On to the next topic: supplies. I think this one is pretty obvious; we’re going to have to get food and ammunition from the villagers. The thing we need to decide upon is how we’re going to go about doing that. Any suggestions?”
Suddenly an unfamiliar voice broke in through the open door, and I turned to see a kid I guessed was about twelve standing there. He was the same kid I saw in the gas station last night, and had on running shorts. He was obviously out of breath, and must have heard us while jogging and came to see what was going on. Nosy, but I would have done the same.
The kid repeated, “I know how you can get supplies.”
Surprised, I asked, “What’s your name?”
He replied, “My name’s George.”
I said, “My name is Jack, it’s nice to meet you. What makes you think you can help us get anything?”
He said, “I believe you guys. I heard about what you said last night, and I believe you. My dad went to go see what was wrong with the supply trucks about three weeks ago, and he hasn’t come back since. Before he left he told me about a disease spreading around and made me promise to keep myself safe. The people around here are dumb and won’t listen to reason. My dad tried to convince them that all the trouble we’ve been having with supplies, and our animals and such is because of the disease but they just laughed at him.”
I let this sink in, while my mom waved George inside and made room for him to sit on the bed.
Ian spoke up, “George, you said you were having problems with your animals?”
George nodded, and said, “Yes some of our livestock have been acting very strangely and non-responsive. One of our pigs even bit Joe yesterday.”
All of us looked up sharply at this news, and I asked, “George, are you sure he was bit?”
He replied, “Yep, I saw it myself why? Do you want to see him?”
I nodded slowly, and said, “Yes I would like to see him in a bit, first we have some issues to finish up.”
George got up to leave, but then suddenly said, “Please let me stay with you guys! I heard about you deciding whether to leave or not, and if you leave than I want to come with you!”
Incredulous, I asked, “George just how long were you standing out there listening to us?”
He replied sheepishly, “Since I saw the man with the baby walk in.”
I threw my hands up, and said, “The whole time huh. Well George we can’t just take you away from your family, you have to stay with them here.”
George said sadly, “My dad was the only family I have, and he said he’d be back almost two weeks ago. I don’t think he’s still...”
My mom looked with pity at him, and Ian got up and went over to his side.
He put a hand on George’s shoulder and said, “My dad died a few days ago, right in front of me. And let me tell you; until you know for sure that he’s dead don’t give up hope. Because he’s probably out there right now trying to fight his way back to you, and you have to be here when he gets back, don’t you?”
George smiled through tears in his eyes, and nodded his head. He then told me, “The guy who got bit by the pig, Joe, is over two houses to the left of the gas station. I’ll be there.”
And then he turned and fled from the room. I sat back and sighed.
Then like so many other things in the past week, I shrugged it off and continued, “So I guess George will help us find supplies. We need to have a look at the guy who got bit and make sure he isn’t left to turn into an Infected, but before then we need to finish off this discussion.”
I turned and looked at Kevin and Sarah,
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