Fear The Living/Issue 20

This is Issue 20 of Fear The Living

Issue 20
“Where the fuck are we going to go now” I say.

“I know a warehouse nearby we can go there” A.J. says.

“Let’s go now, sounds like the tornado has passed, we should get there as quick as possible” I say.

The group starts running up the stairs with A.J., I look at Ken, saddened and grab him and start running up the stairs. I get to the top and meet up with the group. A.J. runs up to a RV and hotwires it. I get in RV and we start driving away.

“Is he okay” Allison asks me.

“I hope he has to be” I say.

“Are you okay your sweating a lot” Allison asks.

“Yes, now stop worrying about me” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">I look around and see Logan looking at Ken, the boy thinks of Ken like a brother, if Ken dies the kid will be heart broken. What if Ken doesn’t wake up, what if he dies, what would I do, he is like a son to me now. I look at the front windows and see a wall in the way. A.J. stops the RV.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“Shit, walls are in the way, what do we do now” A.J. says.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“We could get around it on foot, or we could enter the walls, there can’t be anything we can’t handle” Daniel says.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“Yeah, let’s go inside the walls” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">We get our stuff ready and start to walk to the walls, I’m carrying Ken over my shoulder. We get close to the wall and start to hear people talking. I look at the others and they nod. We take out our guns and open the wall. We look around and see multiple men with weapons and scars standing around. A man stands up and walks towards us.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“Who are you” The man says.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“I’m Ken Myers, who are you” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“My name is D.L. welcome to our zone enter, what’s wrong with the kid on your shoulder” D.L. says.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“He’s my nephew, he was knocked out by a couple of people we met, and they killed some of our people” I say, lying.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“Give him to our medic and he’ll do all he can, everyone get settled in” D.L. says.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“Thanks for welcoming us so fast, your very kind” A.J. says.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“It’s nothing” D.L. says with a creepy smile.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“I’ll go take Ken to the medic” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">I walk to the medic and hand Ken to him, I follow him as he puts Ken on a medical bed and starts to treat his stump.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“Could you mind if I uh have a minute with him” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“It’s no problem” The medic says and walks away.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">I look at Ken and say “I don’t know if you can hear me, I hope you can. I know I’m like a father to you now and you’re like a son to me but, I’m bit, and I’m not going to make it. I’m sorry Ken, if I could I would try to have not gotten bit, but you getting bit got me off guard and a Biter bit me. I hope you survive, you deserve to live more than me, I have done a lot of stuff, but you’re a good kid and shouldn’t turn into a murderer like I have, I hope you survive Ken, I love you” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">I look back and see Logan looking at me wide-eyed and scared. He takes a seat on the other side of Ken, “Ken Sr, you’re going to die, we have to take care of that now” he says.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"">“It’s too late, the infection probably spread already, chopping off my arm won’t do any good, promise me that you’ll always be with Ken” I say.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">“I promise” Logan says.