The Survival Pact by Christy Sloat

Author:Christy Sloat [Sloat, Christy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Published: 2017-02-13T00:00:00+00:00

15

After Lou made dinner she showered and went to bed in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Emma decided to stay downstairs with George to protect the door. I didn’t question her. If that’s what she wanted who was I to change her course of action?

I said goodnight to the both of them and headed upstairs. As I fell into the bed I could hear Emma and George talking softly.

I didn’t listen too long before sleep found me. When I was awoken in the dark it wasn’t by Emma or Lou, but instead a banging outside. I sat up fast and with weak knees I went to the window to check it out.

The sky was pitch black but the full moon shone down on the yard below. I searched the ground for the sign of the loud noise. Nothing.

I grabbed my gun beside the bed and made sure there was one in the chamber; something Lou taught me while we were driving. “Never walk around with a weapon unless you make sure it’s ready to shoot someone.”

I held the gun down at my side and listened at the door for any sounds downstairs. I heard no movement which I found odd. There was no way Emma didn’t hear that noise. Lou, I could see since she sometimes slept through the loudest noises. A train could have gone through our dorm room and she’d never hear it.

I cracked open the door an inch and stilled, listening.

There was no light coming from downstairs, which again was odd. When I went to sleep a fire was going in the fireplace, even though it wasn’t fire weather.

As I slipped out the door and down the stairs, I prayed silently that there wasn’t a major horde of dead downstairs. My feet moved noiselessly down the steps and when I made it to the last step I avoided the creaking piece of wood that I noticed when I first went up.

Some people thought I never paid attention to detail, but I always noticed things. I was a writer; we pay attention to everything.

I looked to the couch where Emma should have been and then to the one where George was and noticed they were both gone.

“Shit.”

I had to go outside and try to find the source of the noise. But as I went into the kitchen I realized that there was more food on the counters than there was when I went up to bed. In fact it looked just like the food we got from the school kitchen.

Either Emma or Lou had felt like sharing, or George stole it.

It was too late to go upstairs and wake Lou, so I was going to go outside by myself. As I pulled on my boots that rested by the front door, I thought about what the smartest tactic would be.

If I went out the front door I might call attention to myself. But if I went out the side door that was locked still, I could sneak out there unnoticed.

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