The Complex: (The Reanimates) by J. Rudolph Page A

two times we left brought zombies on us. Are we really ready to do that again?” I looked into his eyes to try to tell how important this actually was to him. “Besides, how do we even know those houses are empty? How do we know they aren't hiding out the zombie apocalypse themselves? If they have power that they know is going to stay put then why would they have left?” I didn't want to think about the fact that the houses we were talking about could easily have housed some of the zombies that we turned into firewood when they were still people. The thought wouldn't go away once it took root. It bothered me to think that the zombies were once people. It crossed my mind more than once that Mrs. Mendez was possibly one of them.
                  “Yeah. It would mean that we have to leave the complex. We can't turn an apartment complex in southern California into a fully self sufficient compound on what we have on hand. We can't really do it even if we had everything that Wal-Mart and Home Depot has to offer. Sucks, but it is the reality. As a whole southern California isn't the ideal location for this with the lack of rivers and temperature control. We will have to leave sometimes. You know, speaking of what Home Depot has to offer, we could go for broke and hit the home improvement store. They would have multiple types of generators giving us a variety of options so when the sun isn't out we still would have the gas one and when the sun is out the gas one can be shut down so we can conserve fuel. We could get some propane tanks while we're at it.”
                  It was a lot to think about. There were so many things we could use if we did another run. We could get a real power supply. We could get more of those five gallon jugs. We could get more gasoline for the truck as well as some back up gas cans. I didn't want to admit though that this could be our best chance. When Eric came back infected it shook me to my core. The reality of the infection hit way too close to home. I didn't even know Eric that well and it messed with me. My big fear was that the infection would take away Trent followed now with Jody or Daniel or Joey. These are people I was getting to know and really care about. Something about going through a zombie apocalypse really speeds up the bonding process. I didn't want anyone else hurt.
                  “You know, we could test the smell theory if we took this trek out to the home improvement place. On our way back we could pour out some bleach over our trail. I still don't think it will help at all to do that, but it's a theory to try.” Trent smiled his we really have to give it a try smile.
                  I still hated the idea but what else could we do to increase our odds? We had to do something. Joey climbed up the ladder to relieve Trent from watch duty. Trent decided to pitch his idea to him since it was clear that there was something on our minds.
                  “Hey Joey. We need to come up with a plan here. Lemme run the thought I'm having by you. We were talking about needing to do a home store run for some generators and propane and stuff. Cali thinks its too much a risk, I think the benefits could be worth it. What's your take?”
                  “Are you really asking me to be the tie breaker between you and your wife? Man. She is going to kill me when I agree. I know she can now that she learned how to work that Luger. Before I could have taken her, but now, I'm not so sure. My only real stipulation on that there agreement is that we have to stop by a place that stocks bullets. Our ammo situation has gotten pretty low.”
                  “Haha Joey. So you agree then that this is an actually needed trip?” I replied.
                  “It could be made to be. If it was just a matter of a generator I'd likely be on the fence but like I said we do need more ammo. We need to have more