Henry became a little melancholy. He tended to get this way when he had too much time to think. I tried to keep him active, but I couldn't always entertain him. He had to have some downtime.
We dressed in the shade of the trees, after which we joined the others at the car. Amber sat on the hood while Scott continued to talk her through her pain. She'd suffered a grave loss.
"What are we gonna do now?" Scott said, pulling his hair back into a ponytail.
I looked at my friends, stopping at each of their faces. Both had suffered for our cause. Each had followed Henry and my beliefs and had contributed to the cause.
"I'll go the rest of the way on my own," Henry explained.
"Bull crap!" I replied.
Henry looked at me. My response was …show more content…
The dead whom had been trapped inside came uncomfortably close before he pulled his weapon and fired on them. Controlled bursts from his automatic weapon blew their heads apart like fresh melons. Black blood and skull fragments arced through the air everywhere he directed his aim. When it was over, the yard was still, the undead neatly killed far away from the building.
Scott returned to his vehicle and drove the truck up to the main building. The gate, he left open. No longer fearing the periodic intrusions from the people at New Eden, I guess he had no need to keep the dead inside.
Scott repeated his performance at the front of the building. Slowly unlocking the door, he casually unloaded the things we might need during our stay. We had to walk the supplies up to the top of the tower, but once there, I understood why he picked this place as a hide out. The view was outstanding. One could see in every direction for at least a mile.
Darkness was falling and we were all exhausted. We had just fought a war and were still on the run. I doubted that anyone on Presque Isle had survived.
We dropped our supplies to the floor and flopped down beside them. Over tired, we began to talk.
"What should we do now?" Amber asked. We all turned toward Hank for
We dressed in the shade of the trees, after which we joined the others at the car. Amber sat on the hood while Scott continued to talk her through her pain. She'd suffered a grave loss.
"What are we gonna do now?" Scott said, pulling his hair back into a ponytail.
I looked at my friends, stopping at each of their faces. Both had suffered for our cause. Each had followed Henry and my beliefs and had contributed to the cause.
"I'll go the rest of the way on my own," Henry explained.
"Bull crap!" I replied.
Henry looked at me. My response was …show more content…
The dead whom had been trapped inside came uncomfortably close before he pulled his weapon and fired on them. Controlled bursts from his automatic weapon blew their heads apart like fresh melons. Black blood and skull fragments arced through the air everywhere he directed his aim. When it was over, the yard was still, the undead neatly killed far away from the building.
Scott returned to his vehicle and drove the truck up to the main building. The gate, he left open. No longer fearing the periodic intrusions from the people at New Eden, I guess he had no need to keep the dead inside.
Scott repeated his performance at the front of the building. Slowly unlocking the door, he casually unloaded the things we might need during our stay. We had to walk the supplies up to the top of the tower, but once there, I understood why he picked this place as a hide out. The view was outstanding. One could see in every direction for at least a mile.
Darkness was falling and we were all exhausted. We had just fought a war and were still on the run. I doubted that anyone on Presque Isle had survived.
We dropped our supplies to the floor and flopped down beside them. Over tired, we began to talk.
"What should we do now?" Amber asked. We all turned toward Hank for