Dead Weight/Issue 1

This is Issue 1 of Dead Weight

"Come on we gotta go!" Jessica shouts picking up her weaker brother and carrying him to the safe house. A horde of undead behind them

The metalic like doors clang shut

"WE GOTTA MOVE!" Jessica announces to her team members.

"EVERYONE PACK YOUR THINGS!" Robbie adds, running into the Kitchen with others.

"Mummy!"

The horde clangs on the metalic doors. indents already marked.

"EVERYONE OUT THE BACK DOOR!"

Before anyone could react the undead burst through the doors.

"EVERYONE RUN NOW!"

Screams could be heard echoing down the hallways and rooms. Flesh could be heard tearing off the bone and blood could be seen trickling on the floor.

"Jessica?!" Robbie shouted, worried that his sister had been a victim of what was going on around him.

"Robbie?!" Her voice was heard from across the screaming. He ran in the direction it was coming from. He couldn't find her. She was safe? Yes!

He ran down the corridor to the back exit, Where everyone had been heading. Nobody seemed to make it out alive. Not everyone.

He pushes the door open, it was sitting ajar. He runs out but is tackled by three humans.

They tug his bag full of supplies and clothe off of him, Darting away.

"No, wait!" He screams, trying to reconize who it was before they turn the corner at the end of the street.

He stands, lookign back at the dead bodies lying down the corridor. He quickly heads into the forest ahead before any of the undead can spot him.

He climbs steadily up a tall tree. Looking over the burning place he called home.

The moon slowly comes into the sky. Robbie, still sitting in his tree. Watches as people he knew wander out of the back door as undead creatures. He sighs, his eyes watering up.

"Hey, Robbie?" A whisper from down bellow says, He looks down.

"Sally!" He grins

"Hey! I found a camp just up North, you coming? They seem really nice!"

"Err...I..I don't know"

"Where is Jess?"

"I...I....I don't"

He breaks down crying, he couldn't bear his twin sister had probably been eaten alive. Ripped apart. Her beautiful face. Gone

"Come on, we don't have long"

"I guess..."

He climbs down from the tree. Looking back at the safehouse, no more, the undead slowly pour out of the back doors.

"Come on" she says, putting a hand on his shoulder

They arrive at a tall fence, the moon is now high in the sky. "Keep gaurd" Amy whispers, walking upto the gate and slowly pushing it open

" Zack?" She asks, a dark figure comes out of the bushes

"Amy?" A rough voice,Zach, asks, "I thought Flake said you where not to leave"

"I know, I had to find some of my friends I had lost" She causally walks in the camp

"Did you?" The man harshly asks

"Yes, Robbie!"

Robbie comes slowly into the camp.

"My god, Come on then, you can sleep in my tent tonight, I'll tell Flake you did that thought, he wont be to impressed"

"I'm fine with it, we just need a few days anyways"

"Sure"

"SHE DID WHAT!!!" Flake Exclaims

"She just came back around five minutes ago, I never knew!"

"SHE HAS TO GO!"

"No, sir, she has a friend, that shows she isn't dangerous, she is too calm"

"If she doesn't leave by moon rise tomorrow evening, your head, is gone!"

He pulls out a sword, gently poking at Zack's neck.

"Yes sir"

He walks out of the room, Looking over at Amy and Robbie inside his tent, the lantern on.

He grits his teeth, Walking back to the gaurd post.

The sun rises, the alarm clock rings, 6:30am.

"A new day..."