The Fallen World: Part 5 - Exodus Part 1

Today we decided to move. We sat in the dinning room to decide where.
"I say we move north, like everyone else" Leanne said, "That's stupid. We will be exposed to long, and will be going toward higher population centers. More people, MORE zombies!" Jonathan retorted. "Then where?" I said, frustrated. Jonathan pulled out a roll of floor plans. "A hotel? Are you crazy?" I exclaimed. "Not at all. I studied the floor plans extensively. We'll have enough room to setup hydroponics and for any survivors we find; It's defensible from and above the second floor with a few modifications and it has an emergency generator that runs on natural gas. Easy enough to convert to water-gas if we need to." The more he laid out his plan the more I liked it. Once fully settled we'll have 1,300sq feet of hydroponics on the roof, three floors of living space, a command and control, isolation facilities for newcomers, a medical facility, and parameter defenses.

The next morning we loaded our clothes into the truck and Jonathan removed the explosives from under my stairs and packed it with the rest of the unused explosive gear. I went back upstairs to scan for any zombies in the area and behind the garage. To my dismay there were twenty or so gathering behind the garage, probably attracted from the noise we were making packing the final bit of gear. I pulled out my radio, "Jim to Jon, we have twenty Zach behind the garage. I'm going to thin them out as much as I can over."
"Jon to Jim, Rodger we'll be waiting ready to go, over."
I toke twenty rounds from the ammo box and laid them out beside me, loaded the first round and toke aim. One by one they fell, the silencer began to lose it's quietness by the last round it only slightly muffled the sound of the rounds, "Damn, I'm too loud" I said to myself as I loaded the last round. I looked through the sight and popped the closest zombie, then I scanned to see if the noise attracted more. The sight I saw scared me, every where I looked more came shuffling closer I tried to count them but lost track at forty and far more coming behind those, "Shit!" I quickly packed the rifle and ran to the garage.

I jumped into the truck, "We need to go now!" I shouted, "What's wrong?" Leanne asked, "Just go!"
Jonathan got the hint and opened the steel garage door, the moans reverberated as they saw the truck. He put the truck in gear and floored it, the zombies that got to the ally were flattened as the truck ran them over; scratching at the skid plates tiring to find a grip on the smooth steel.
After a few minutes the moans faded as the truck pulled away from them, Jonathan turned on the GPS and put the address of the hotel into it, he slowed and pulled into a gas station to clean off the viscus blood of the zombies. Not chancing whether or not the zombies could still smell, leading them to us.

I stared at the rack of chips in the gas stations convenience store thinking about the events of the last hour. Out side of the store's window Jonathan hosed the truck off, his rifle slung behind him. Leanne came up behind me, "You OK baby?" I looked at her with a forced smile, "I'm fine, just thinking. I..." I was interrupted by the ringing of the satellite phone.