Empty Shells
Chapter 7
I sat on the edge of the roofs building and watched Theo. He swiftly turned around shooting at the zombies and running further towards the screaming. My eyes followed every movement he made. One-eighty degree shot. Right leg swivel. Eyes concentrated on target.
His goal. Save the things that are screaming. He can do it himself, if he wants to save those survivors then he has to do it himself I won’t help.
I shuffled further along the edge of the rooftop trying to get a closer look of where the screaming might be coming from. Oh god. He is shooting too many zombies that don’t need killing, he’s going to run out of bullets soon if he keeps that up. Something caught my eye. Another boy. An older boy and he was running away from the zombies.
The way his legs moved when he ran; meant that he was frightened, frantic to live, he’s scared. I rolled my eyes. What an idiot. I got up and stretched my legs and threw my hands in my pockets. I followed him along the edge, watching him from high above and observing the moves he makes, all just for someone he doesn’t even know.
“Oi Theo we aren’t keeping the survivor just help him out that’s it” I yelled and folded my arms before reaching one of the balcony’s on the hotel and throwing myself towards it and gripping my hand around the rails and swung myself over and landed perfectly onto the balcony floor.
“What do you mean? We have to!” he shouted back jumping over a dead body and looked at me angrily. “You know what I mean stupid” I shouted and opened the sliding door and stepped through and shut the door behind me.
I played with my pinky finger; it’s grown dramatically because I use it more than my index finger which is an abnormal thing to do. I massaged my hands and placed my hands against the back of my head and leaned back slightly. Bloody twelvies, how hard is it to understand a simple term. No survivors. I sighed and rubbed my nose with my finger.
“Oh yea I won the race I can take a bath first” I grinned and started to jog down the escape stairs. I only have 50 more levels to go before I reach our room and can take a nice fucking cold bath. The electricity in the whole city is out so there are no lights, no heating system and no refrigeration of particular foods running on the electricity towers.
So I have to rely on solar power and damn it is brilliant. So technically we do occasionally have hot water and use lights but we save up on the solar power electricity and rarely use it.
I walked out into the hallway taking note of how many bodies were scattered in this particular hallway and how we need to clean them out. Usually I clean them out by throwing them out of the 50 storey high building, it’s faster that way.
I took a few turns and made it to our room or base which is more preferable. I slipped out the large hoop filled with keys and found the blue key with the number 134 and slipped it into the key hole and turned the lock before stepping inside and closing the door behind.
I sighed and threw my back pack onto the floor and collapsed onto the bed. I looked at the ceiling. I wonder if Theo is going to bring home a survivor. I huffed and rolled onto my belly and played with my pillow. How could there possibly be any survivors since it’s been at least fucking 5 years at least what the fuck is this?
I slowly slid off the bed and landed onto my knees, crawling slowly to the small wooden desk and chair that had my towel and clothes tossed on to the chair. I grabbed it and crawled into the bathroom with my black shorts and plain red top around my neck. Life isn’t the way it is anymore.
I stripped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower, turning the shower on and embracing the fresh coldness of the water dripping onto my skin. I was used to it so much that it felt like I was taking a hot shower instead of a cold one.
I squirted a small amount of shampoo into my hand and rubbed it into my hair lazily. I washed it out and scrubbed my body before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower. I stood on the tile floor and looked at myself in the mirror. I cocked my head to the side letting my long brown hair fall to the side almost elegantly.
Dark circles under my eyes that I never even noticed until now, my naked body appeared very skinny with my ribs poking out ever so slightly, scars ran along my body whether it was from out fighting with the dead or from my past, they still remained.
I sighed and took the towel off the vanity and started drying my hair with it before wrapping it around my body and opening the bathroom bringing my clothes with me to get changed out in the room.
I placed my hand on the door knob before I started hearing muffled talking. I froze and placed my ear against the door. Nothing just muffles I couldn’t make out the words. I twisted the door knob and looked outside. On the bed were 5 boys and a man sitting on the desk chair. They all looked to me, every one of their eyes scanning my body.
I looked at each of them, 3 of them had overly grown facial hair that needed to be trimmed but overall they all needed to cut their hair. I looked around the room till my eyes landed on Theo who gloomily sat in the corner of the room avoiding eye contact with me. I glared at him knowing that he knew I was watching him before making my way over to him.
“What do you think you are doing?” I hissed crouching down to his level. I tilted his head up to look at me.
“I thought maybe we could keep them safe” he choked looking at me directly in the eyes, they were filled with fear. Why was he so scared of me sometimes?
I raised an eyebrow and felt my nose twitch. I heaved. Oh I was going to sneeze. Theo’s eyes grew large and he started panicking. I don’t know why he was panicking though, but it started to scare me once I let out a loud sneeze.
His goal. Save the things that are screaming. He can do it himself, if he wants to save those survivors then he has to do it himself I won’t help.
I shuffled further along the edge of the rooftop trying to get a closer look of where the screaming might be coming from. Oh god. He is shooting too many zombies that don’t need killing, he’s going to run out of bullets soon if he keeps that up. Something caught my eye. Another boy. An older boy and he was running away from the zombies.
The way his legs moved when he ran; meant that he was frightened, frantic to live, he’s scared. I rolled my eyes. What an idiot. I got up and stretched my legs and threw my hands in my pockets. I followed him along the edge, watching him from high above and observing the moves he makes, all just for someone he doesn’t even know.
“Oi Theo we aren’t keeping the survivor just help him out that’s it” I yelled and folded my arms before reaching one of the balcony’s on the hotel and throwing myself towards it and gripping my hand around the rails and swung myself over and landed perfectly onto the balcony floor.
“What do you mean? We have to!” he shouted back jumping over a dead body and looked at me angrily. “You know what I mean stupid” I shouted and opened the sliding door and stepped through and shut the door behind me.
I played with my pinky finger; it’s grown dramatically because I use it more than my index finger which is an abnormal thing to do. I massaged my hands and placed my hands against the back of my head and leaned back slightly. Bloody twelvies, how hard is it to understand a simple term. No survivors. I sighed and rubbed my nose with my finger.
“Oh yea I won the race I can take a bath first” I grinned and started to jog down the escape stairs. I only have 50 more levels to go before I reach our room and can take a nice fucking cold bath. The electricity in the whole city is out so there are no lights, no heating system and no refrigeration of particular foods running on the electricity towers.
So I have to rely on solar power and damn it is brilliant. So technically we do occasionally have hot water and use lights but we save up on the solar power electricity and rarely use it.
I walked out into the hallway taking note of how many bodies were scattered in this particular hallway and how we need to clean them out. Usually I clean them out by throwing them out of the 50 storey high building, it’s faster that way.
I took a few turns and made it to our room or base which is more preferable. I slipped out the large hoop filled with keys and found the blue key with the number 134 and slipped it into the key hole and turned the lock before stepping inside and closing the door behind.
I sighed and threw my back pack onto the floor and collapsed onto the bed. I looked at the ceiling. I wonder if Theo is going to bring home a survivor. I huffed and rolled onto my belly and played with my pillow. How could there possibly be any survivors since it’s been at least fucking 5 years at least what the fuck is this?
I slowly slid off the bed and landed onto my knees, crawling slowly to the small wooden desk and chair that had my towel and clothes tossed on to the chair. I grabbed it and crawled into the bathroom with my black shorts and plain red top around my neck. Life isn’t the way it is anymore.
I stripped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower, turning the shower on and embracing the fresh coldness of the water dripping onto my skin. I was used to it so much that it felt like I was taking a hot shower instead of a cold one.
I squirted a small amount of shampoo into my hand and rubbed it into my hair lazily. I washed it out and scrubbed my body before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower. I stood on the tile floor and looked at myself in the mirror. I cocked my head to the side letting my long brown hair fall to the side almost elegantly.
Dark circles under my eyes that I never even noticed until now, my naked body appeared very skinny with my ribs poking out ever so slightly, scars ran along my body whether it was from out fighting with the dead or from my past, they still remained.
I sighed and took the towel off the vanity and started drying my hair with it before wrapping it around my body and opening the bathroom bringing my clothes with me to get changed out in the room.
I placed my hand on the door knob before I started hearing muffled talking. I froze and placed my ear against the door. Nothing just muffles I couldn’t make out the words. I twisted the door knob and looked outside. On the bed were 5 boys and a man sitting on the desk chair. They all looked to me, every one of their eyes scanning my body.
I looked at each of them, 3 of them had overly grown facial hair that needed to be trimmed but overall they all needed to cut their hair. I looked around the room till my eyes landed on Theo who gloomily sat in the corner of the room avoiding eye contact with me. I glared at him knowing that he knew I was watching him before making my way over to him.
“What do you think you are doing?” I hissed crouching down to his level. I tilted his head up to look at me.
“I thought maybe we could keep them safe” he choked looking at me directly in the eyes, they were filled with fear. Why was he so scared of me sometimes?
I raised an eyebrow and felt my nose twitch. I heaved. Oh I was going to sneeze. Theo’s eyes grew large and he started panicking. I don’t know why he was panicking though, but it started to scare me once I let out a loud sneeze.
Omg Theo!!!! Whats wrong with you? Why are you pointing your gun at you uncle? Please update!
3/16/14