The Final Frontier Part two

Suspense Stories | Jan 6, 2014 | 4 min read
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The Final Frontier Part two

Well to speed things along and get you back to the point in time, I grabbed my things you know basic essentials; cash, some food, the rest of the ammo, my fathers shot gun, and a few tampons. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, just because the world was being taken over by mutant human eating whatever's doesn't mean it'll stop. I stuffed the supplies into my backpack, lugged the shot gun over my shoulder by the strap and wandered from town to town for a few years. Looting this and that, killing a few mutants, so on and so forth.

Then I met him, formally Joe Roberts, he was always an aggressive man, who knew it would come in handy? I think I was almost 15 when I met him, he taught me how to kill Spider Mutants in only one shot. He also taught me how to live in our new world. I guess you could say he was sort of a father figure after the ordeal with my dad. Well after running around somewhere in Colorado, we passed the state line and right now we reside in Utah, somewhere in the east. Our main goal is to keep our asses safe, not read a map every time we move camp. Any who, back to the story. Here we met Joy Casey, an elderly woman, but not too elderly to hold her own. How she survived running from the mutants so far is way beyond me. Joy seems to have taken a motherly approach to Joe and I, which is odd because she transfers to mother mode, then raving mutant killing bitch mode in under 6 seconds. Which I suppose can come in handy.

We live in a bunker right now, hiding in the side of a cave basically. The walls are 4 inch solid steal, the floors are 6 inch steel, and the ceilings are some strange material Joe said was digger proof. Joe's the only one who can open the bunker door, Joy isn't strong enough, and I don't have a key. Which makes it hard to go on solo looting trips, even if they're ill advised. But, for right now we just sit and wait, like we've been doing for years. You'd think that an outbreak like this would be detained eventually, well it wasn't. So here we are, 4 years later, with no hope.

"How could a bar tender have done this, don't they just serve drinks?" I asked over Joe's angry huffing, leaning back against the makeshift bunk laying on the floor of the bunker. He glared at me, then remember how ignorant I was when the outbreak began, never had a chance to learn it all. "Well, they also clean the coolers. One of which had a spore, which allegedly began slow mutations." Said Joy from her chair across the small room. "How would a god damn spore cause this?! Those fucking things have been around since the beginning of time!" Said Joe, breaking the calm nature that before filled the room.

I sat there against the wall on my bunk bed, pulling my legs up to my chest. I hate it when he goes off like this, but there's no stopping a train until it's too late. They just yelled at each other for another hour, before giving in and ignoring each other. About time too, my head was starting to hurt from their voices cracking under their screams.

Silence filled the room as we lazed back into our beds, Joe and Joy went to sleep, but I couldn't even entertain the thought of slumber knowing what we had planned for tomorrow. Something so dangerous would be our death wish if authorities were to catch on. But Joe insists it'll be our best loot trip yet. Tomorrow, we wander into the abandoned military base right outside of our bunker, after curfew. Being out after curfew regardless is grounds to be shot on sight, being as most people out that late are infected. Joe thinks we can find a possible immunity, though I doubt it, seeing as how the base was swamped with highly mutated infected, then taken over within a course of 3 days. Who knows, maybe we'll find a way to live, to survive, maybe even to cure or end the infected haunting our lives, or who knows, maybe we won't come back.

To be continued...

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