In the Base

Mallory, Miles, and Valerie were quickly brought into the base, underwent a check to make sure they weren’t zombies, and then were told about the state of the situation by the head of the base, some National Guard whose last name was Marshall.

“To put it simply, we aren’t in the best shape. DC was over ran completely and the federal government taken out. The military is basically doing whatever they can to help, but there’s little organization. Groups keep getting overwhelmed and turned and that’s not Mitch that can be done after that. Right now we are focused on moving supplies from the nearby community into the base. There aren’t many zombie there, so it’s a relatively safe operation.”

“Why aren’t there many zombies there?” asked Mallory.

“That’s why,” said Marshall gesturing out a nearby window.

In gated areas in the back of the base, were what had to be at least 200 zombies, all currently fucking each other.

“We lured them in there,” said Marshall, “Wasn’t to hard, they chase after any human without any regard for their own safety. Because of this we’ve not only made the town safe, but also allowed us to observe their behavior. We’ve managed to observe that the zombies don’t require food to survive. Also, if a zombie goes a couple of days without having sex, they begin to regain mental abilities. Not their humanity by any stretch of the imagination, but they begin to talk more and can hold full on conversations with humans, mostly trying to convince them to have sex, but it’s still an interesting characteristic of the bastards. Anyway this is where you guys can sleep for now.”

Marshall gestured to a room that was essentially a military barracks from a movie. Bunk beds lined the tan walls with chests separating each bed. Marshall showed the group some beds at the end that weren’t in use, then left the group to their own. Miles decided to go walk and see what else he could learn about the base and its operations. Valerie laid down and stopped moving on her bed. Left alone Mallory decided the thing she wanted most in the world was to take a nice hot shower. So she set off for the showers.

The showers was a long tiled room with beige tiles contrasting the white shower curtains. Mallory chose a stall and set her clothes on a bench outside of it. Mallory had acquired these extra clothes on her way to the showers from a nice lady who told her all about how her husband had came home from his job and tried to turn her, but she bashed him with a toaster and escaped. The woman had to be atleast 60 and it made Mallory laugh at the absurdity.

Mallory turned on the shower and stepped inside. As the hot water ran over her naked body, she thought about all that had happened. A lot had, but in the end it seemed like everything was going to be alright. They were safe now and hopefully they could figure out a plan to recover society. Mallory felt at peace under the hot water. Then she heard someone outside the curtain.