Search for survivors

The next morning, you awaken to the smell of fresh coffee.

"Good morning," Kylie says.

You stand and stretch, before accepting a cup.

"Captain Pacco's men dropped it off," she says.

You take a sip of the coffee, and grin from ear to ear.

"Mmmm, that's good," you say.

"I'm glad you like it. Do you want some breakfast?" she asks.

"Sure," you say.

Kylie passes you a bowl of hot cereal, which you start in on.

"Still upset about becoming my ****?" you ask.

"Eh, I'll get over it," she says.

"Good. You'll find that you'll become quite compliant after a week or two," you say.

"We'll see," she says, sipping her coffee.

You glance over at Felicity, still fast asleep on the bed.

"She looks so peaceful," Kylie says.

"Well, last night was the first time she got to orgasm in four months," you say.

"Jesus. That long? That's nearly half a year! That's... a really long time," she says in disbelief.

"If you hadn't come along, it would have been," you say with a grin.

"Yeah, well I'm glad I did," she grins.

You finish your breakfast, and head out to meet Betty for your mission.

"You ready to go?" you ask Betty.

"Ready when you are," she says, cocking her weapon.

You grab your M16, and move to the Humvee. She fires it up, and slams it into gear. The tires squeal as the two of you speed off down the road. You glance in the mirror, and watch as the camp disappears into the distance.

"So, why'd you want me to come instead of one of the military guys?" you ask.

"Well, you've already saved my life once," she says.

"True," you admit.

"Watch out. I see walkers up ahead," you warn.

"I see them," she says, and plows the Humvee right through them.

You watch as the undead are crushed and ripped apart, and the Humvee drives right on through the lot, leaving the corpses behind.

"Not bad," you say.

"Thank you," she says, flashing a smile.

She pulls the Humvee to a stop at an intersection and hands you a pair of binoculars.

"Climb up on the roof and have a look around," Betty says.

You climb up and look through the binoculars.

"What do you see?" she asks.

"Just zombies," you reply.

"Just zombies?" she asks, clearly disappointed.

"Yeah... There's... Shit, there's something else out there!" you stammer.

"What do you mean?" Betty asks.

"Well, I've never seen anything like it. I mean, it's as big as a bus, and..." you stammer.

"Oh hell, we've got to get out of here," Betty says, seeing the giant zombie out the window.

You hop down and scurry back inside as the accelerator pedal snaps to the floor. The tires squeal and the vehicle rapidly begins to gain speed.

"We can't head back to camp. It'll only follow us," you warn.

"Hold on!" she says, turning the wheel hard to the right.

You brace yourself against the dashboard as the tires spin, and then...

You feel a bump, and then another. The vehicle crashes through the fence of an old, abandoned gas station. The Humvee barrels all the way through and back onto the road on the other side.

"Shit! It's catching up," Betty says.

You lean out the window and and unload your entire magazine into the fast-approaching monster. But it continues unphased!

"It's not even slowing down," Betty says.

The monster continues on, closing the gap.

Betty jerks the wheel again, sending the vehicle around another sharp turn.