E.M.P. by Cal Wilson

Author:Cal Wilson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-09-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Sickness

“Please kill me,” a student begged Claire as she and Jim walked by. “You guys have guns, right? Just one bullet is all it would take. Please.” The student was nearby several fly-covered, dead bodies at the foot of a high-rise college dormitory. This one had jumped to his death from the top floor, but unlike the other jumpers, had not ended his life and was unable to move.

“Ugh,” Claire walked closer to Jim, averting her eyes. “I can’t believe this.”

“Things are getting to the point where I would consider loaning that guy my gun,” Jim told her.

“And the smell here. It’s horrible.”

After spending a night in an abandoned gas station, Jim and Claire had hiked through a small town and towards the university campus. All attempts at finding more ammunition in the town had been unsuccessful. The few gun stores that they had found, just like all other retail stores, had been totally looted and empty. Jim and Claire hiked onto the campus, knowing that they would have to find another indoor place to sleep, so that they would be safe from the animals that had been let loose from the zoo. Jim and Claire considered it strange that there were no people in the town.

The university campus was covered with empty food cans and other assorted trash. Every tall building had, at its base, the bodies of several students who had jumped to their deaths. The size of the campus looked like it was used to having tens of thousands of students present, and was now almost completely empty of people.

Jim stopped and walked back to the young man begging to be killed.

“What are you doing?” Claire asked. “You’re not really going to kill that guy, are you?”

“No.” Jim stopped and took off his backpack.

“Oh, thank you, sir,” the young man said to Jim. “After some mystery sickness came through a few days ago, I knew I would die like everyone else. I just wanted to speed it up. But like everything else I’ve ever done in my life, I screwed it up. I jumped, but I couldn’t even kill myself. That figures. Now I just need someone else to finish me off, so that I’ll be out of pain.”

“I’m not going to kill you,” Jim said to the young man as he pulled out his bathroom kit.

“I need to die,” the young man insisted. “That’s all I want right now.”

Jim walked closer to the young man and looked him over.

“What’re you doing?” Claire asked, covering her mouth and nose. “Let’s get out of here. I can’t stand that smell. You have noticed the three dead bodies next to that guy, right?”

Jim handed the young man a couple of pills. “Here are some Tylenol 3 pills. It’ll cut the pain for a while.”

“Oh, thanks,” the young man said as he held up an arm covered with open sores. Jim noticed the guy had a mouth sore and seriously thinning hair. The man put the pills into his mouth.

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