Deadweight by Forster Paul

Author:Forster, Paul [Forster, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Infected
Published: 2019-10-20T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

AMY SAT SLUMPED against the fence, close to where the attack happened. The civilians gave her and the corpse a wide berth. She figured that someone would probably come and clean it up eventually, but it was dead and no one would dare touch it, so it was hardly a priority. Looking at the wire, she could see another section being constructed, the workforce quickly assembling a new fence line under the watchful eye of the soldiers. Surely this would be the last expansion? Each fence was more hastily assembled than the last. The new addition was a little over twelve feet in height of chicken wire with a few fence posts. So eager to get the job done, they cut corners, not even clearing bodies, hoping someone else would do it. At least the previous section had barbed wire and was corpse free.

The number of people coming into the camp had dropped in the last day, trucks coming in held only a handful of survivors, those coming in on their own had completely stopped. The soldiers too, were taking a battering. She stood up and brushed herself down. Her baton was on the ground and she bent over and picked it up, looking at it in the light, the blood had a greyish hue to it. She walked over to the fallen creature and wiped the blood on its trouser leg before giving it a firm kick with her boot.

She started to walk away as a woman approached her distressed. “My daughter, she's not well!” She was in a panic.

Amy's professionalism overtook her anger, upset and frustration. “It's okay, where is she and what is wrong?” Calm and friendly.

“I think she's turning, she's eaten all our food, she's sweaty and angry, she's not right!” The woman was failing to calm down.

“I'm sure she's okay, can you take me to her?” Amy tried to give a reassuring smile before talking into her radio, “Checking on potential infected, assistance required. Low priority.”

The radio crackled into life. “Confirm and med team will assist as required.”

They would send no one further out into the camp unless they absolutely had to. The woman led her to a tent, Amy was hesitant to enter, if this girl was infected she wouldn't want to be in a confined space with her. The tent's flap was open and she could see inside, the girl was maybe fourteen, slim and plain, her clothes hung off of her and she was agitated. Her hands and feet were bound and were sore.

“Are you okay honey?” Amy was nervous.

“I'm just hungry. I need to eat.” She was desperate, she didn't sound angry.

“Do you have anything you can give her? Anything at all?” Amy looked to the mother.

“We don't have much left, we haven't been given a lot, and she’s already eaten almost all of it.” She started rummaging through bags, she got to the girl's bag and pulled out some clothes, a toothbrush, sanitary products and a box of FatBGone which took Amy's attention.

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