Shoot Mr. Riley.
Another thunderous gunshot fills the air. Mr. Riley's body goes limp due to a bullet wound to the head inflicted by you. His blood spurts around the room, most of it falling onto Will. You just took a life. A human being. You've gone hunting with your father and your brothers before and have killed wild game... But this... This was something different in it's entirety. Your hand that holds the gun starts to tremble. Only when Kyle screams, "Mr. Parker! Help!" do you snap out of it.
Antoine and Mrs. Kennedy's fight has escalated to the front of the receptionist desk. Kyle, thinking quicker than you, goes to pull Mrs. Kennedy off of Antoine. He pulls her down and she falls onto her back. You get a good look at her face. Her eyes are bloodshot and her skin is a pale yellow. Black veins protrude from where normal veins would be. You draw the gun to her body. Without thinking, you let out 2 shots. One shot hits her in the shoulder, the other grazes her forearm. Even with the wounds, she twists her body to get up. You walk quickly over to Mrs. Kennedy and aim the gun directly at her head. She snarls and reaches for you. You squeeze the trigger. Another human being. Why didn't she stop after being shot? What the hell is going on?
Moments pass and Antoine slumps down into a waiting chair.
"That bitch bit me man!" He says.
You notice that he's holding his left hand.
"Shit this hurts like a bitch!" Antoine grunts.
Antoine looks down at Mrs. Kennedy's lifeless body and kicks it.
You reach around the desk and grab the first aid kit. You open it and find gauze and bandages.
"Here." you say as you wrap the gauze and bandage around Antoine's hand.
You look around the room and then peer out the glass. Where is everyone else at? Sirens fill the air from a distance away.
Kyle and Will are sitting across from Antoine. When Kyle sees you looking out the window he says, "Why the hell did they act like that? Shouldn't they have at least felt getting shot?"
The thought did cross your mind.
"Shit kid... I felt a chunk getting taken out of my hand thats for sure." Antoine squeezes his hand harder. "It not stopping man. I'm bleeding real bad." He looks up at you.
"Is dad gonna be okay? We should probably get back home as soon as possible." Will says as he wipes the blood off of his pants.
You remember that Kyle and Will's dad worked for the police department.
"I gotta get to a hospital man... My hand definitely needs to be sewn up." Antoine grunts.
You think back to the broadcast. "If you or a love one is experiencing flu like symptoms you must quarantine them or yourself. It is spread via germs and pathogens. Repeat... Stay away from anyone who is known to have the flu." Antoine was in trouble.
Shaking your head you say, "We have to head back to our homes. I'll take the kids and bring them to their dad. Are you gonna be okay?" You felt bad for trying to leave Antoine but it's possible he could have the flu now.
"Yeah man... I guess..." Antione says reluctantly.
“You have a daughter right? If this shit hits the fan any harder than it has, come find us at either my house or Kyle and Will’s house. It’s directly across the street from mine.” You tell him.
“Alright let's get out of here.” you tell the boys.
Before you step through the entrance, you peek around the parking lot. No infected appear to be in sight. You release the magazine on the Beretta and check how many shots you have left. 8 plus the one in the chamber. You were never that great of a shot, but when it came down to it, you knew how to work a firearm.
You and the boys sprint to your car. Quickly, you all get in and you start the engine.
You spin out of the parking lot as a million thoughts fly through your mind. You just took two lives. Your co-workers, people you knew. You remember visiting Mr. Riley for a barbecue over the summer. When you first moved to this town. He had a wife and three kids. Three little girls. Your thoughts drown out the boys talking to their father on the phone. Mrs. Kennedy was the first person to greet you when you walked through those same glass doors for your interview. She was going to retire at the end of the year. She constantly talked about moving down to Florida with her husband. You approach a stop sign and scan your surroundings. You see massive amounts of people running in opposite directions, some looking just as Mr. Riley and Mrs. Kennedy did. The sound of your phone ringing grabs your attention. You look down at the caller I.D. It’s your brother, Travis. You answer and talk as you drive.
“Ryan! Are you okay? Where are you?” Your brother frantically asks.
“I’m fine. T, I got a couple of my students and I’m taking them back to their father right now.”
“Alright, thank god you’re okay. You need to get down here as fast as possible... It’s out of control. People are going crazy and fighting over things. Dad and I have the house locked down for now, but we’re gonna need all the help we can get. Uncle Rick is already on his way. He’s bringing his guns so we’ll be protected. I don’t know what the hell is going on but we’re not gonna sit around and hope that the Government or Military or whatever manages this.” Travis says.
Just as Travis finishes talking, a woman sprints from the side of the building and runs in front of your car. Trying to minimize the damage, you swerve to the left and take out her front leg. Her body rolls over the hood and lands on the concrete. You aren’t able to regain control of your car and slide about 20 yards before crashing into a lightpost. Your head slams against the steering wheel and temporarily stuns you.
Coming too, you look down and see your blurry hands. You grab your head and feel a large gash on your forehead. Your ears ring for a few seconds before the ringing is replaced with screams. You look to your right and see that Kyle is no longer in the front seat. Your eyes dart to the side mirror. The screams you heard earlier belonged to a child. She’s crying and looking down at what you assume to be her mother. The woman you hit. You unbuckle your seatbelt and stumble away from the totaled car. Kyle is running toward the child. You check the backseat of the car and see an unconscious Will. You look behind the child and see a pair obviously infected people running toward the child. It looks like Kyle will reach the girl before the infected do. You call for Kyle’s name but he keeps running. What do you do?
A. Sprint after Kyle. You’ll have his back if he needs it.
B. Stay at the car and try and shoot the infected. They’re about 40 yards away.
C. Get back in the car and try and start it. It looks pretty beat up.
D. Draw your gun and wait till the Kyle gets the girl and you have a better shot. You’re certain Kyle will get there first.
E. Leave Kyle, Will and the little girl and run through the adjacent alleyway. Your safety is the most important thing.
Name: Ryan Parker
HP: 90/100 *Gash on forehead*, *Concussion*
Profession: History Teacher
Inventory: 9mm Beretta (9/0), Wallet, Phone, Keys.
Name: Kyle Reeds
Inventory: Fire Extinguisher, Backpack, Phone.
Name: Will Reeds
Inventory: Backpack, Phone.