Pit Stop

Shane followed us for the next 30 miles, until his vehicle rolled to a stop. We turned around to make sure everything was alright. "Bitch is out of gas." Shane said as he slammed his door shut and walked towards our vehicle. Up until this point I hadn't thought about gas, I glanced at the near empty gas gage. "Theres a station 10 miles from here, we can make it gas up and bring back enough to get you there." I pointed towards the green sign stating that the next town was 10 miles. Shane nodded, and pulled himself onto the hood of his Hummer, he he started tapping his bat against the black metal push bar. I watched as Shane's red hair faded off in the distance. I hope the gas station hadn't been blown up.

We rode in silence listening to the kids in the backseat snore softly. As we pulled off the exit, I reloaded Cliff's and my gun, so that we would be prepared.  Lucky for us, the gas station was still intact. We pulled up to the end pump, and shut the vehicle off. Cliff turned to the mothers in the backseat and said "Stay here, and don't unlock the vehicle for anyone but us." A dark haired mother nodded, and stroked her sleeping child's hair. Cliff looked at me, I nodded and we climbed out of the vehicle. Looking both ways, I pulled the fuel nozzle from its holster and inserted it into the vehicle. Strangely I didn't see any infected yet. I tapped on the back window, the dark haired mother cracked it slightly, "Do you want me to grab anything to eat, or anything like that?" She nodded and smiled and softly replied "Just grab what you can dear." I nodded and headed for gas station. Cliff was already peering through the locked door. He pulled my hatchet out of its holster and swiftly broke the glass on one of the doors. An alarm sounded from somewhere inside the building. I heard distant screaming of zombies from somewhere outside. "Fuck!" Cliff handed me back my hatchet and unlocked the door pushing it open. I followed him inside. I turned the fuel pump on outside with the press of a button on the register. I headed for the candy aisle, and grabbed a couple boxes of crackers and a few cases of candy bars. I noticed a basket containing some fresh fruit. I grabbed it and stocked up on a few other things like toilet paper,  I turned to see Cliff leaning over the counter and grabbing a case of Camel Reds, and a zippo lighter. He grabbed a red gas can labeled "DO NOT STEAL!!"  I headed towards the cooler, grabbing a gallon of water, and a couple sodas. I stopped dead in my tracks, I felt a chill go down my spin. "Wait! Ssshhhhh..." I listened closely. Just under the dull scream of the alarm, I could hear...crying. "Do you hear that?" I said turning to see Cliff set his smokes down and head towards the dark hallway marked "RESTROOMS" in big red letters. I set the basket down slowly and took the safety off my shotgun. Cliff turned to me and put his finger over his lips to show me to be quiet. He turned the knob, and shinned his light into the dark bathroom revealing a slumped figure of what looked like a woman. She was shaking with the power of her sobs, her clothes seemed to be torn off her skin was a grey color. "Is she...?" I started in a whisper, but before I could finish Cliff shone his light on the sobbing figure. She let out a scream of surprise and threw herself towards him. He stumbled backwards falling and slamming the door in her face. The door shook with the power of her blows as she tried desperately to claw her way through. "What the Fuck was that thing?" Cliff pulled himself off the floor and pulled his M-16 off his back and pointed to the bellowing monster behind the bathroom door. The wood began to splinter away as the creature's grey clawed hands ripped it's way through. I stepped away from the door in horror, the bellowing stopped for a moment as the angry creature peered through the door revealing red glowing eyes. Cliff fired a full clip at the creature, it screamed in anger and started to push through the door harder.  It pulled its upper body through the door and Cliff ripped his machetti out of its case and started to hack at the creatures neck. With one last screech the creatures head rolled to the side and soaked Cliff's shirt with blood. "Fucking Bitch!" He said as he spit on the bleeding corpse.We headed back towards the gas pump blowing away about three zombies on the way. Cliff pulled the nozzle out of the Hummer and shoved it into the red gas can filling it. He handed it to me, I set it down at my feet and he ripped his blood splattered shirt off and threw it out his window. He spun the tires out of the parking lot and headed back to Shane.