Hell, he didn't even know if it was real but he knew roughly where it was supposed to be and if anyone could get through this mess okay it would be the army.
He snatched up the jug and yanked the siphon cable free of the Buick, running for the truck.
New York was a distance memory as if it was something from a previous lifetime. Amy shook her head attempting to clear her thoughts. She clutched a M-16 rifle stolen she's taken what seemed like forever a go from a long dead looter in her sweaty palms and hid behind a stack of crates on the dock.
Dan, God rest his soul, drove them through the worst of it before he had finally flipped out and Katherine put a bullet in his skull. The boy, Jake, had died too. Apparently, he suffered from some kind of asthma and without his meds; neither she nor Katherine was able to help him. Nevertheless, all of that was the past now, clouded and murky like a fading dream.
Right this second, she had other things to worry about. Amy glance over at Katherine, crouched several feet away. There was no question of who led their unlikely pair. Katherine, Amy had discovered, was an ex-cop and she was good at what she did.
On the other side of the docks from them, a pack of human- creatures milled about, sniffing at the air, occasionally turning on each other even as they stalked their prey.
Coming to the docks had been Katherine's idea when they noticed them from the interstate. Katherine suggested that they could find a boat and set out to sea, maybe find an island free of the “things” and start over, just the two of them. Even with their limited supplies, it sounded like a great idea. Travelling by sea was much safer than travelling any road on the mainland in the van. Out there, there was no way the creatures could reach them.
Of course, neither of them planned on running into the creatures they faced. Their race towards their new hope had blinded them and made them careless. They were trapped now, cut off from both the van and the boats alike by the pack of creatures that apparently called these docks home.
She and Katherine would have just killed them and been done with it. They were both well armed with gear they'd found or lucked into along the way to this place but the pack was over two dozen strong and this was their hunting their hunting grounds. Lord only knew how many still lurked in the surrounding buildings. Hiding had became their only option and even that had made things worse, giving time for even more of the creatures to show up as the pair had waited on the first ones to leave or wander off.
Amy could see the strain on Katherine's face. She couldn't recall when either of them had last slept. Sweat glistened on Katherine's tanned skin and Katherine's glance told her that was it. It was all over for both of them. All that remained was deciding how they would die, hiding here and praying or going out fighting trying to reach the van. Amy already knew how Katherine would chose even as the ex-cop stood up showing herself to the pack of creatures and blowing a hole in the nearest one's chest with her shotgun.
Amy wanted to leap to her feet as well and help her friend but she just couldn't bring herself to believe that all the hell they'd been through and endured was for nothing. Deep down, Amy wanted to live and she was forced to admit that Katherine's way of going out fighting in a pointless battle was not her own. It was just macho bullshit. Amy watched the creatures charging towards their position still hidden behind a stack of crates as Katherine pumped another round into her weapon's chamber and dropped another of them with a shot to its stomach that sent its intestines pouring onto the dock as it fell. Despite her bulging muscles, Katherine appeared helpless in the face of the horde closing around her. With tears in her eyes, Amy turned away from the scene as the things reached