Mile post 22 (Act 2)

“Let’s go now!” yells cliff. As he and Jennifer make there way out the fire escape, down the stairs to the back alley. “Lets go we gotta keep moving.” He says. She nods and follows. Walking at a fast pace. Almost at a run towards the street.

She screams as cliff is grabbed by a couple of zombies and brought down. They tear at his flesh, biting and ripping him apart. She stands there frozen, terrified….watching them eat cliff. As though she is either waiting for them to get her next or for someone to tell her to run.

Two gunshots ring out as the zombies fall to the ground. Before, her stands a stranger in a police uniform. The stranger is a big man of Hispanic decent. She looks at him crying as he holsters his weapon walking towards her. Jennifer drops to the ground sobbing over the lost of her friend. Her best friend to be exact, since the second grade. Now he was just a chunk of shredded meat.

The officer tries to comfort her. Telling her he’s heading for the highway if she cares and wants to tag along. Heading for the nearest safe zone that was about thirty three miles away. He gets up and walks off in the other direction. She doesn’t want to go, but what other choice does she have? She follows.

“Names Froy.” He says. “Jennifer.” She answers back. “So Jennifer.. What were you too doing back there?” if I may ask. “We were an our way to the bank.” She says. “I work there so we were gonna hide out there until help comes.” “It’s a bank gotta big safe with air. We were gonna hide there.” she says starting to cry again.

“So have you heard anything on the TV before you guys left?” he asks. “My radio broke about half an hour ago.” “Last I heard was that everyone was going to the safe zone.” “There is a military base up the road well not really a base but a small training center for the reserves.” “Then they were gonna transport all out to a safe place where there are no infected.” They walk a little slower now trying to catch there breath. Jennifer turns to look back at where cliff was, realizing that cliff is gone. She can’t see him anymore. Hes gone for good now. Letting out another cry. Froy turns to check on Jennifer seeing that she is ok he turns back. Scanning the path ahead and left and right making sure it’s safe. She feels somewhat relieved, but at the same time feeling guilty as well. She thanks him. He answers back “Don’t worry about it.” “Besides we still got a ways to go.”

They come to a fence. “Well guess we’ll have to climb over it” he says. He takes off his jacket and throwing it over the top of the fence covering the razor wire. “Come on” he says making a step with his hands locked together. She steps on it climbing up and getting almost over it when she sees some zombies running at them. She screams out trying to get over as fast as she can slipping about and almost falling to the ground. Froy looks back over his shoulder to see zombies coming. He jumps up the fence and climbs over in about two steps. Jennifer is about over when she is knocked back and off the fence. The zombies run right into the fence trying to get through.

Running back and forth trying to batter the fence down, froy notices it seems to be working as the ties on the fence start to bend out and the fence, little by little loosens up. “Shit” he says picking up Jennifer. “Awe” she says “My ankle. I can’t stand on it.” “Listen Jennifer if you don’t try to these fucks are gonna get us.” “I know you can do it.” He tells her reassuring her. “I know you can.” They start to make there way away from the fence looking around for others that might be around or have made it through the fence. Nothing around, no buildings, as he looks around. Then he sees something.

Porta johns ahead. “It will have to do.” he says. “What will have to do.” She says looking around seeing nothing walking her towards the porta johns. Trying to make her walk faster and faster. The zombies get through the fence and continue to run towards there direction. “Look i need you to hide in here ok can you do that?” he asks. She looks at him like he just lost his mind. “Are you nuts!” She says “It’s a freaking bathroom.” She yells. “Yeah but it’s got a door and a lock on it.” “Besides your hurt and we aren’t gonna make it, with you not being able to run.” “So just please do it.” “I promise I want let anything happen to you.” She starts to cry “Trust me please now get in there.” He shoves her in there slamming the door

“Lock it!” He yells. Running off in one direction she locks the door and sits on the seat crying again. The zombies make there way to the porta john shaking and banging on it. She screams out as they try to rip into the plastic.

Froy comes out of nowhere with a piece of steel pipe swinging at the zombies. He bashes them about left and right attracting them to him and away from the porta john. It works. The zombies lash out at froy. He spins sending a zombie by him turning and swinging at the one in front of him connecting with its head. And hitting the one he let by in one swing. Facing the two on his left he kicks one in the head sending it to the ground swinging at the feet of the other. He turns smashing it in the head. Then stabbing the pipe right through the head of the one he took down. With a slight roll he’s on his feet. Rolling back to back he grabs one by there neck snapping it and landing on ones head smashing it. Pulling his pistol he shoots the last three in the head. Jennifer watches from the screens at the top of the porta johns.

Looking around he doesn’t see any more, but knows that the shots will bring more. He opens the door telling her lets move we can’t stay put for long. She walks out with her jaw dropped looking at the body’s laying about. Picking up the steel pipe and bending it between two big pieces of rock, making a cane of some sort for her to walk on. They make there way across the lot of the construction site. He uses the pipe to break the lock on the gate thinking man these locks suck. He gives Jennifer her cane back and they make there way up the stairs of the service entrance up to the highway. Opening the door slowly he takes a look around seeing nothing he opens it. The highway is empty. Not a car in sight. Jennifer follows out looking around noticing there are no cars on the road. “Now what?” She asks “I don’t know.” he says.

“Hey!” She yells “Look!” He turns seeing that there is a car coming. He looks a sign of relief comes over him. Jennifer waves her hand about wildly trying to get the attention of the car. “Hey!” She yells “Hey!!” Froy notices the car is not slowing down. “Hey get out of the road!” He says. “No we need this ride.” She says. She continues to wave her hands about the car fly’s by them not slowing down at all. “Fucker!” she yells. The car drives on. “Well let’s go.” He says. She looks at him and starts to walk. They don’t get far when she starts to limp badly telling Froy she needs to stop her ankle hurts too much.

He turns just in time to see a car heading right for them. Smacking jenneffer in the back. Sending her up into the air and on the windshield and over the car. Hitting the road with such great force you could feel it under your feet. He pulls his pistol and fires all the remaining bullets at the car. It keeps going. He drops the gun running over to Jennifer. Her head is cracked open and her back twisted. Her legs completely broken in two and her arms behind her. She died instantly. Not ever knowing that she got hit.

He hears the rumble of an engine in the background slowing down and coming to a stop besides him. The car turns off and a young lady gets out. Oh my god she says. Looking at the body. She turns and throws up. He stands up looking at the 73 ford. Then back at the lady. She walks back to the car. Trying to get her self together. He walks over to his gun picking it up. Inserts a new clip and holsters the weapon. The car starts up. The engine rumbles. The lady looks at him. He walks over opening the door and getting in. He takes one last look at Jennifer before the car drives off. Watching her body in the mirror getting smaller and smaller and then nothing…………..