#radderss

It’s been nine months since the outbreak and I can’t lie, it’s not as bad as I thought it would be. The zombies are too dumb to get us and the whole country’s gone to crap so we’re free to do what we want, the only thing that scares me anymore is the others. Mad, vicious and blood thirsty. They’ll kill anything that moves, breaths or looks the slightest bit conscious. I guess they couldn’t deal with it anymore, I just hope I don’t turn out like that.

I rolled over in the bed and opened my eyes slowly, i rubbed them as i took in my surroundings. I glances around the room confused to as where i was. I looked out the window and suddenly remembered. Me and Dan set up camp in the least wrecked house we could find and barricaded the doors and windows with all the stable furniture we could find. I pulled on my jacket reluctantly, as it was quite warm in the house but looking out of the window i knew if i didn’t i would regret it later. I opened the bedroom door and crept down the annoyingly creaky stairs, trying to not wake Dan, but as i opened the door to the remains of a living-room i saw Dan struggling to open a can of beans. The look on his face told me he was about to give up and throw the can at the wall, i covered my ever growing smirk, trying not to laugh and walked over to him. My unknown presence startled him as i tapped him on the shoulder, he jumped and dropped the can openers. I laughed, “Give ‘em here you idiot”. I took the can opener and the beans and opened them within seconds. Dan looked at me wide eyed and mouth hanging open, “How……wha…..” I laughed again “It’s not hard!” He crossed his arms and huffed like a child.

We packed up our gear and headed out, we headed down the cracked path and down the long, endless road. It was getting late and we had been traveling all day, i look up at the sky and saw thousands of little specks of light. “Look at the stars!” i shouted to Dan, who was walking off daydreaming. He stood there, still with amazement “wow” he whispered under his breath. We carried on the road, dreaming about the stars and the sky, joy leaping from our smiles. We finally halted as we came to a fork in the road. I pointed to the left “across the bridge?” i asked, Dan nodded and walked ahead of me. We had made it to about half way across the bride when i heard a shout echoing from behind me, i turned to see where it came from. I could just make out an outline of a man waving his arms and dashing towards us. My heart stopped as i remembered that i couldn’t trust anyone, was he like them? was he going to hurt us? Panicked thoughts flooded my mind as the man got closer. “No, i cant just run away, he might need help” i thought. As the man got closer he slowed down and eventually stopped in front of us, he bent over, breathing heavily and coughing  slightly. He looked straight into my eyes, i could see he was just as scared as i was, “Do you speak french?” he asked with a strong accent. I stared at Dan confused and he stared back and shrugged his shoulders, i turned back to the guy and replied “uh.. no sorry.” Instantly i saw the hope fade from the guys eyes, i felt bad for him. We all stood there awkwardly not talking until Dan coughed and said “so…um..we should go” I didn’t want the leave the poor guy all alone but what else could i do, “oh..yeah ok” i replied hesitantly. I turned back to the guy which i had now nicknamed Frenchie in my head, “sorry” me and Dan turned away and started walking off up the road. I could hear footsteps behind me and i knew it was Frenchie, i turned to dan, “Hes following us” he nodded. “I could get out my machete to scare him off” he said with a mischievous smile on his face. “Dan!” i scolded looking at him angrily. “It was just a suggestion!” he laughed back. “We cant just leave him all alone, he could get hurt” i thought to myself. “let him come with us, he could be helpful” i said turning back to Frenchie with a smile and inviting him to come walk next to us instead of shyly walking behind, he walked over smiling.