Zombie, she also shouted, “JACK!”
Before Jack could turn Frank came running in, holding his gun high, shooting the Zombie.
Jack turned in shock, “Time to move,” Frank told him. Frank held out his hand to help Jack to his feet. “Thanks,” Jack said to him. They both ran to the scaffolding looking up as they climbed, they could see the others had already made it to the top. Climbing up, Jack looked down to see the zombies gathering with their arms raised.
“Finally some luck, they can’t climb,” Jack laughed. Frank also started to laugh a little. Reaching the top, Bray and Josh were ready to help them over the last bar.
Now safely on the roof, they looked around, making sure nothing was on the roof with them. Jack stayed by the edge and pulled his water canteen out, taking a long drink; he noticed a small hut in the middle of the roof. Elle walked back to Jack, “You OK?” she asked.
“Not really,” he replied, feeling the guilt of killing two of his friends.
“You did the right thing, “she told him. Jack looked into her dark eyes, as she continued to speak, “You saved us, you kept calm when we panicked, you were the one strong enough to do what had to be done,” she told him affection.
Jack looked uncomfortable, “I didn’t want to shoot our own people, but… just but!” he sighed.
Elle moved in and kissed Jack on the cheek, “Thank you,” she told him. “Don’t thank me for that, please,” he replied to her.
Elle smiled and took his canteen of water, “Do you mind?” she asked. Before he could answer, she had already taken a drink. Jack smiled at her.
“OVER HERE!” Frank shouted.
Everyone approached Frank, who was standing by the hut door. “What is it?” Jack asked.
“In there, I heard something,” he replied. All of them stood in front of this small brick building, looking at it they could see it was a storage shed.
“Are you sure?” Josh asked. A small creek came from the door; all the team raised their weapons. Jack pointed to Josh and Bray to move to the side of the door, he then pointed Elle to cover them while he and Frank was to open the door.
Frank stood to the side and grabbed the door handle. Frank stood still and mouthed the words, one… two… three, quickly opening the door a small figure rushed at them. The figure ran into Elle, taking her off balance the dark figure swung a metal pipe at her, catching her ankle as she tried to drag herself away. Jack rushed and grabbed the small figure, grabbing the metal bar from its hand.
“Don’t hurt me please,” a young female voice shouted. Jack held the figure while removing the hood that covered its head. Jack was shocked. He had uncovered a child, a young girl no more than thirteen maybe fourteen.
A second figure emerged from the storage shed, “Please, she didn’t mean to, please do not hurt her,” a young male voice screamed. Looking over to the second voice, a young boy stood there looking even younger than the girl did.
CHAPTER THREE
SURVIVORS
The sound of the zombies groaning and banging against the scaffolding echoed in the night, the team on the roof stood in shock at finding two kids. Jack still had a grip on the girl who attacked Elle, the boy stood in the doorway of the storage shed. Bray lowered his gun and walked towards the boy, but he backed off deeper into the shed.
“Please, leave him alone,” the girl, shouted while trying to struggle away from Jack.
Frank stepped forward, “It’s OK, we’re not going to hurt you,” he reassured the kids.
Jack let go of the girl and she ran to the boy, Jack turned to help Elle back to her feet. “You alright,” he asked her while helping her.
“Fine, just a bump,” she replied to him, smiling. They both turned their attention back to the kids.
“What are your names?” Frank asked.
The girl looked scared, but eventually she answered, “I’m Clare and this is Joe my brother,” she replied sounding scared.
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