The Prey

Carly shivered at how cold it was outside. She wished she had had time to grab her coat, but it just wasn’t in the cards in the moment.

Carly had watched as Grace and a zombified Olivia had entered the break room and had heard Mark’s exclamations as they attacked him. Carly didn’t bother trying to save him, she knew how potent the virus was. With a surprise attack like this, he probably got infected before he even knew what was going on.

Besides, Carly had something much more important to deal with. Carly clutched the brief case close to her chest. Inside it was humanity’s last hope to survive this threat. It had to be protected at all costs. Carly picked up her pace to a brisk jog. She wasn’t really worried. Although zombies retained some mental capacity, right now, just after having had sex, they would be delirious monsters and nothing more. By the time they managed to track her down she would be long gone.

Carly reached the shed nestled in the woods just outside of the clearing. It was barely visible in the dark, but Carly found the door easily. She got the the door code right on her first try; she had made sure to commit it to memory the first day they arrived. With a heave, she swung open the rusty door, opening up the musty shed. Inside was silver SUV, just like it should be.

Carly climbed into the car and secured the brief case in the seat beside her. She had already padded the case to protect the cure, and the vials were made of strong glass to begin with, but she couldn’t afford to make mistakes. Carly started the car, which sputtered to life without a hitch. Seems that horror movies had lied to her.

Carly shifted the car into drive and gently pulled out onto the dirt road. The car handled smoothly and Carly accelerated up to a respectable speed. Carly felt a weight lift off her chest as she watched the shack in the clearing disappear into the darkness. She didn’t know what her next move would be, but she wasn’t going to fail. Not with everything riding on her.

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Later that night three zombies emerged from the shelter. Their prey had escaped them, but it didn’t really matter, they would find someone else instead. So the three walked out into the night, back on the endless trek for fresh victims to fuck.