The End
laugh, Ashley finds it hard to believe that
she is actually having fun, even if the conditions are really bad
outside and things don't seem very good for them right now, Ashley
gets up and walks to the window slowly and softly staring through
the curtains.
    “Hey come look here,” Ashley said with
excitement.
    Maggie crawls to the window and see something
she couldn’t believe, even though there is still many left, they
are moving and spreading out quickly and maybe soon they will be
able to sneak past and leave the area with her sister. They will
have to move a few blocks and dad won’t be able to find us unless I
can find a way to leave markers, though the chance he would see it
will be 1 out of 10 unless its big and if its big then so will this
Roy guy see where we are going, if he ever had to return.
    For now I am going to call it a night and
sleep while I can, Ashley agreed she to is tired, I can’t imagine
all the trouble she had to go through, hopefully all this change
now for her, sure it’s still not looking good and nothing will be
easy, still no one needs trash like him around.
    Maggie crawls in next to Jacky, while Ashley
sleeps in front of the window, facing the door, gun ready next to
her, both ready to sleep, surely the extra energy will be needed at
any time.
    Its late night, its dark, Jason stare through
the window of a car, where he will be hiding until daytime, in a
distance he can see a car approaching slowly, with all the noise
you can clearly hear that car will die at any moment, the car slows
down even more. Jason slipped out of the car he was hiding in; he
doesn’t want to be pinned down in a small space like that if that
car had to stop.
    The gears slip over and over again making a
loud sound, the car stops only a few meters passed Jason, Roy got
out of the car, cursing and kicking the car, he grabs a bucket and
starts fueling up another car, Jason still in hiding, staring and
observing what this guy is doing.
    Jason hear the Walkie-Talkie go of, it’s just
interference from something, no one is on the other end of the
line, Jason can see that this guy has a lot of supplies on the back
seat, knowing he needs to make sure it’s not his, since he came
from that direction, lucky for both of them those things are
distant so no need to worry about them just yet.
    Jason can see that this man is incredibly
injured, there is an entire laceration in his right cheek, it looks
horrible, and he could also tell that he must have a wound
somewhere on his chest, since he has been holding that the entire
time; the man falls hard on his knees coughing. Jason waits a
little longer, waiting for this guy to get up or either to die on
the spot, soon after he gets up laughing, he unlocks the boot and
starts to carry the raided goods over to the new car he filled up,
he struggles, still Jason can’t recognize the supplies, it’s too
dark.
    With all the struggling Roy gives up,
figuring he loaded enough, he will just send his brother to come
fetch the rest of it, Roy hotwires the car and accelerate straight.
Jason kept his eyes on the vehicle until it’s far down the road, he
rushes over to the abandoned car and is furious, when he saw the
remaining food, its marked with two crosses and the number One as a
marker in case something like this ever had to happen, as much as
Jason wants to go back to check on his girls, it will be simply
impossible, somehow that car attracted hordes of them, they seem to
follow the sounds more clearly now.
    Its defiantly a problem, there is way too
many to try and slip by, in fact there is so many a car won’t even
be able to go through them.
    Here is still some supplies left in the car,
he loads everything into a truck and uses the keys that was hidden
under the seat in a small key holder, he starts the truck and see
that the tank is nearly full, it should be easy to lure them to
where ever that man is going. Jason figures he will go back where
he saw the much older man on the

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