deal with what has happened.” Carl said.
Both Kat and Tony said “you’re welcome”, then the room became quiet once again.
Kat listened as the guys began to fall asleep. She could always tell by their breathing and snoring. It always amazed Kat that men wouldn’t wake up at the sound of their own snoring.
She took a pillow and put it over her head to block out some of the noise. It wasn’t perfect, but it was enough that she could begin to fall asleep as well.
The kitties had taken residence over by the fire. And Katherine had found herself daydreaming about being in the country at her mother’s.
Chapter 8 - Anthony
The loud rapping on the side door woke all of us up with a start.
“Who the hell?” Kat whispered. There was still enough fire glow that we could see each other well enough to know we were all awake now.
I raised my hand to have her stay put as I got up to investigate. All three of us had our pistols in our hand, and Kat had hers trained on the door.
I took my hand and signaled for her to lower hers so she wouldn’t accidentally shoot me instead.
I instinctively peeked through the peephole and heard a familiar voice.
“Tony, let me in. It’s Evan.”
“It’s Evan, guys.” I whispered back to Carl and Kat, who visibly relaxed.
Opening the door, Evan rushed inside and was out of breath.
“Hey man, relax.” I said, trying to calm Evan down. We had not seen him since the grid went down and had no idea he was even still in the area.
“You need to leave. NOW.” Evan urged.
“What? Why?” Katherine asked.
Evan looked over at Kat, then at me then over to Carl, then back to me.
“There is a band of looters headed this way. They are breaking into houses, killing anyone that is still alive.” He said.
“How do you know this?” I asked.
“Because I was down a few blocks scavenging for supplies when I saw them.” Evan said.
Kat looked over at me.
“With the four of us, we should be able to defend this place.” She said.
Evan shook his head. “Too many. There are at least fifty of them, maybe more. And they all have guns. Even with the four of us, we could not cover all the doors and windows.”
Kat went over and began to put her shoes on.
“I’ll get the chickens and the cats. You guys start loading the truck.” She said with authority.
Carl and I looked at each other. She was right, we had to hurry.
“How soon before they get to our block?” she asked Evan.
“Hard to tell. If they find a house that has a lot of stuff, it takes them a little longer. But since most people ran out of food weeks ago, they are usually in and out and moving on to the next house.” Evan said. “I would say no more than half an hour to be safe.”
“Then we need to be out of here before then. I don’t want them seeing us leave.” Kat said.
Carl, Evan and I worked like mad men loading up everything into the truck that we could, leaving room for both Carl and Evan in the truck bed. It was crazy but we managed to get everything in within 20 minutes, including the cats and chickens.
“Hang on, I need to get something.” Evan said as he took off for his house across the street.
He knew we were in a hurry so we started the truck and pulled through the gate to the front driveway.
Out of habit, I hopped out and pulled the gate to the back yard closed. Obviously, that wouldn’t stop anyone. Old habits die hard I guess.
I slowly rolled into Evan’s driveway as he bolted out his front door. On his way by, he handed me a walkie-talkie through the open window.
“Keep it on channel 13. If things go south, you can talk to us with this.”
I looked at the walkie-talkie and wished we had them earlier in this collapse, but was glad to have them now.
Carl and Evan both sat at the back tailgate,
Both Kat and Tony said “you’re welcome”, then the room became quiet once again.
Kat listened as the guys began to fall asleep. She could always tell by their breathing and snoring. It always amazed Kat that men wouldn’t wake up at the sound of their own snoring.
She took a pillow and put it over her head to block out some of the noise. It wasn’t perfect, but it was enough that she could begin to fall asleep as well.
The kitties had taken residence over by the fire. And Katherine had found herself daydreaming about being in the country at her mother’s.
Chapter 8 - Anthony
The loud rapping on the side door woke all of us up with a start.
“Who the hell?” Kat whispered. There was still enough fire glow that we could see each other well enough to know we were all awake now.
I raised my hand to have her stay put as I got up to investigate. All three of us had our pistols in our hand, and Kat had hers trained on the door.
I took my hand and signaled for her to lower hers so she wouldn’t accidentally shoot me instead.
I instinctively peeked through the peephole and heard a familiar voice.
“Tony, let me in. It’s Evan.”
“It’s Evan, guys.” I whispered back to Carl and Kat, who visibly relaxed.
Opening the door, Evan rushed inside and was out of breath.
“Hey man, relax.” I said, trying to calm Evan down. We had not seen him since the grid went down and had no idea he was even still in the area.
“You need to leave. NOW.” Evan urged.
“What? Why?” Katherine asked.
Evan looked over at Kat, then at me then over to Carl, then back to me.
“There is a band of looters headed this way. They are breaking into houses, killing anyone that is still alive.” He said.
“How do you know this?” I asked.
“Because I was down a few blocks scavenging for supplies when I saw them.” Evan said.
Kat looked over at me.
“With the four of us, we should be able to defend this place.” She said.
Evan shook his head. “Too many. There are at least fifty of them, maybe more. And they all have guns. Even with the four of us, we could not cover all the doors and windows.”
Kat went over and began to put her shoes on.
“I’ll get the chickens and the cats. You guys start loading the truck.” She said with authority.
Carl and I looked at each other. She was right, we had to hurry.
“How soon before they get to our block?” she asked Evan.
“Hard to tell. If they find a house that has a lot of stuff, it takes them a little longer. But since most people ran out of food weeks ago, they are usually in and out and moving on to the next house.” Evan said. “I would say no more than half an hour to be safe.”
“Then we need to be out of here before then. I don’t want them seeing us leave.” Kat said.
Carl, Evan and I worked like mad men loading up everything into the truck that we could, leaving room for both Carl and Evan in the truck bed. It was crazy but we managed to get everything in within 20 minutes, including the cats and chickens.
“Hang on, I need to get something.” Evan said as he took off for his house across the street.
He knew we were in a hurry so we started the truck and pulled through the gate to the front driveway.
Out of habit, I hopped out and pulled the gate to the back yard closed. Obviously, that wouldn’t stop anyone. Old habits die hard I guess.
I slowly rolled into Evan’s driveway as he bolted out his front door. On his way by, he handed me a walkie-talkie through the open window.
“Keep it on channel 13. If things go south, you can talk to us with this.”
I looked at the walkie-talkie and wished we had them earlier in this collapse, but was glad to have them now.
Carl and Evan both sat at the back tailgate,
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