The Turning by Thomas Key

Author:Thomas Key [Key, Thomas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Back in Albuquerque, those remaining survivors of the Cannon AFB group sat huddled around a small fireplace. After returning from losing one of their own, Kenneth had found a secluded house in the northeast heights to rest up. After unloading all of the occupants, and clearing the house, room by room, they then retrieved whatever they could of value. From canned corn to firewood, it was all gathered in the home’s living room. Although they were able to change out some of their clothing, the icy feeling of cold from the rain had been felt down to their bones. In hopes of fixing that, Rachel had ordered a fire made. Kenneth disagreed, saying that it would draw attention. It was the children though that Rachel was concerned about. They were still shaking from the cold and they did not make this trip out here just to lose the four kids to pneumonia. Eventually, Ken relented, and the fire was made. Slowly, everyone inched closer and closer to the fireplace until they were just a big blob of humanity, trying to get every bit of warmth that they could. After what felt like hours, everyone had fallen asleep, with the heat continuing to hug them in its warm embrace. While everyone slept, Joe and Raul had made their way out of the pile of people and slowly made their way out of the house. Joe, the older of the two children, led his younger brother quietly out of the back door and into the cold of the night. These adults almost killed them all and they were safer on their own, he had told his brother. The other children, Cara and Cayden did not feel the same way and they wanted no part in leaving. That was fine, thought Joe, two less other kids to worry about. As he led his younger brother from house to house, he walked into an open parcel of land with a large ‘for sale’ sign still hung up on the side facing the main road. They walked in the pitch dark, the remnants of the storm not far off in the distance. A quick flash of lighting silhouetted the horde from earlier that day. They were less than a mile away on the main road; Tramway. Uh oh, he thought as he grabbed his brother’s hand and tried to move them along in another direction. As they trudged through the dirt lot in that direction, he could hear glass breaking and the moans of several infected from just across the street. They, once again, halted in their tracks. The younger of the two children began to cry, with Joe feeling lost. He turned to his left to head back in the direction of the house that they had come. His brother’s hand clenched tightly in his as they began to walk back and a lone figure stood directly in their path. It had appeared almost as if from nowhere. The lone figure stood up straight and tall as the rain once again began to fall.

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