End of the Line by Frater Lara

Author:Frater, Lara [Frater, Lara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Desperate Measures Press
Published: 2012-10-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“There’s a gun store in Floral Park,” Dave said as he turned from Jericho Turnpike on to Tulip Ave. “I’d like to check it out.” It was getting on late afternoon and we needed to find a place to crash soon. We didn’t go back to the house, instead we radioed the others. As leader I didn’t like splitting us up but hoped fewer people at the house meant fewer zombies. I trusted Annemarie to keep Jake and Aisha safe and I hoped that Dot wouldn’t be too much of a pain. At least they had plenty of food. If we weren’t back in a week they would move on. We would meet back at CostKing. Annemarie didn’t seem happy. I guess she wondered if we would be coming back at all. I didn’t tell her my plan to visit Manhattan.

I wondered that myself. Was I being as stupid as Ashley? Manhattan had to have millions of bodies and I don’t know how many zombies. Was a deluding myself? If Cam was alive, he would have come home. We had been on the road for a few hours, moving from the LIE to Jericho Turnpike and had passed New Hyde Park. We didn’t call CostKing because I knew Rachel would freak out.

Soon we would be in Queens. As we got closer, roads became more congested and we saw more zombies roaming the street. This time Tanya didn’t take them down. We didn’t know how many were hiding and would come out from the sound of a gunshot especially since we were in a car not a truck. Also, Tanya only had her handgun and told us she had 10 bullets left.

No one disagreed with Dave, but I didn’t think we would find anything. Guns and bullets had become even more valuable than food. The place was probably ransacked by now.

Dave drove down Tulip Ave. I spied dozens of formerly pretty garden apartments in disrepair, burnt down or taken over by trees. Litter filled the streets and the sidewalks. I saw a LIRR overpass. No trains would be passing over it and the trestle looked rusted and overgrown with weeds. I saw the shuttered ticket window: Floral Park station. I wondered if the trains would ever run again.

Dave drove two blocks and had to stop. I could see the gun shop a few stores down: pitch black with the gate down. The faded letters of Floral Park Guns and Ammo could still be read. The stores around it were all sprayed painted with the same message. NOTHING BUT DEAD HERE. We passed a supermarket missing all its windows. Inside it looked bare. Tulip Ave was a two lane street and now four cars blocked the gun store’s entrance including one on the sidewalk. Dave pulled behind one of them. None of the cars looked smashed, so I wondered if this was some kind of blockade. Would a psycho limo driver pop out of one of the cars, but I could see they were empty.

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