The underground tunnels. . .

July 10th, 2011. . .

After two days with Dominque and her family, we all set off toward the tunnels which I spoke of earlier.

I was at the end of the line as one of the boys followed behind his younger brother and sister , the other boy led us with his mother trailing behind him and dominque followed her brother in front of me so that the women and children would be protected.

At dusk , we made it to the enterance of the tunnels, we all turned on our flashlights and went inside cocking our guns.

We were all afraid that we would be trapped in the dark and turned into zombie bait but we all pushed forward any way.

I knew we'd all be safe if we made it to my bunker.

I thought we were free and clear after two or five hours deep within the tunnels until the children started crying because they heard a loud crash in the distance , of course I was the one sent ahead with one of the older  boys to see what had made the noise.

We found nothing except what looked to be an old abandoned encampment twenty yards ahead of where the girls and Lucius were waiting and in these days encampments either meant emaciated survivors or turned zombies so it was a gamble either way.

I walked a few feet ahead of the boy to investigate a small sleeping bag which looked as though there was still something in it.

I gently pulled it open only to find a small teddy bear still warm from whatever child's arms had been grasping onto it, the blanket was still warm as well.

All the sudden we heard one of the girls scream, we clammored to where they were.

On top of Lucius was a child maybe three of four years old long since turned trying to bite his face of as he held it up with his left arm just under it's chin so it couldn't bite his arm, the other boy was shaking to badly when he took aim and would have definately killed his brother if I had allowed him to fire so I took aim with my steady hands which even surprised me and fired.

A veil of silence covered those tunnels , the only sound was that of scurrying rats and dripping water, Lucius was as still as the tiny body on top of him.

We all heard coughing and saw the two begin to move, Lucius pushed the wretched decaying bag of bone off his body, he stood up and walked over to us.

" That thing smelled." He said softly.

We walked on hoping we wouldn't encounter any more of them.

I could still hear their ear peircing moans and their shuffling feet in my ears though I knew there was nothing in front of or behind us or at least , I had hoped. . . .