“Five minutes? Damn it!”
She got up from behind the wall and ran over to Ronnie and Anna, who were both firing away with their crappy pistols.
“We got a problem.”
“No shit,” said Ronnie.
“We’re at some country club, just five minutes outside downtown.”
“What? How’s that even possible?” asked Anna.
“I don’t know. We must have gone the wrong way after we got the cabin, that’s my guess. Circled around so slowly we didn’t notice.”
“Everyone listen up!” She heard someone yell from behind. She turned to see Will and Amanda running at them with a large green bag, Will carrying the American flag in one hand.
They ran behind the sandbags with Tim and threw the bag down before him. Will pulled out a small lighter while Amanda opened the bag.
“Kim, get over here.” She ran over. “Grab as many as you can and pass ‘em out.”
“It’s too late!” cried Tim.
They looked over at the fence and saw it collapse, a wall of zombies falling down with it. More zombies climbed over the mountain of dead and undead and fell over the side.
Ronnie grabbed Anna by the arm and started running, throwing their weapons down to get an extra boost.
Kim reached an arm out and grabbed him by the collar.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“Are you not seeing this? They’ve broken through! We need to leave.”
“We don’t have time for this,” said Will. He grabbed the flag and started to rip it into pieces, putting a strip into each bottle, already opened by Amanda. They were so calm and cool under the pressure, and Kim admired that.
But the rest of the group, the ones who didn’t run, were started to panic. They fired even more sporadically than before. The horde had greatly shrunk in size with all the shooting and the stampede, but the group was still outnumbered.
“This is absurd,” said Ronnie.
“You got that right,” said Will, as he lit the two molotov cocktails he was holding, and threw them one at a time into the lurching crowd. “That’s right, hold you ground men!” Amanda started handing him ready made molotov’s one by one, as he lit them and threw them at the horde.
But instead of rallying the troops, Kim saw everyone starting to run back into the woods.
“What the hell?” she asked Shaun, running over to join them.
“I ran out of ammo; I’m guessing it’s the same for them.”
“Damn it. We need to go, these things aren’t going to stop them forever,” said Tim.
“Like hell they won’t. They’re burning through them,” argued Will.
“And what happens if they get through that wall of fire? These aren’t exactly up-close kind of weapons.”
“They won’t get through, not as long as I keep throwing.”
“He’s right,” said Amanda. The two were like a machine. Amanda kept ripping parts of the flag and put them into the mouths of the bottles, handing them to Will just as he lit and threw them.
But as Amanda reached into the bag, the look on her face changed. “We’re out,” she said.
“No problem. That should more than enough to stop them.” They stood and watched the fireball engulf the horde, melting a large portion of the chain length fence.
For minutes, they just stood and watched as the zombies burned to a crisp. Kim had her doubts, but it seemed to work regardless. She noticed they were missing people.
“Where’s Victor and his crew?”
“They were closest to the fence…” Will didn’t need to finish.
“A lot of my people ran away,” said Tim.
“You think they’ll come back?” asked Amanda.
“Why would they? The fence keeping them out is destroyed, and we’re out of supplies. What’s there to come back to?”
“You’re out of supplies?” Kim asked. She and Ronnie shot each other a glance.
“Yeah, the last two or three days. We’ve got enough to last ‘til tomorrow, but that’s it. And apparently we just used up all our ammo.”
Kim shook her head and walked away. She didn’t know what else she could do in that situation. What else was there to do? She heard Will say something to the others behind her, but tuned him out.
Is this our fault, she thought to herself? If we didn’t go with Victor and start shooting this place up, would this herd have come here?
No one was likely to shed tears for Victor or his people, but the others. Can they make it out there on their own? Can they make it, without any ammo and enough food to last one more day?
“Hey, did you hear me?” Will tapped Kim on the shoulder.
“Uh, no, sorry. What was that?”
“I said once the fire stops, we need to get those bodies out of here. Try to put up some kind of fence as best we can. Figure out what we’re gonna do from there.”
“Staying this close to the city isn’t a good idea. Wasn’t that the whole point of the journey the last few days?”
“Yeah, I agree, but what choice do we have?”
“We have the choice to leave. Will, we don’t know these people. They wouldn’t give Victor and his crew any food when they first came here.”
“So that’s what you guys were after. You say we can’t trust Tim but you throw your lot in with some bloodthirsty maniacs who want to raid an innocent group of people?”
“That’s not what I said. All I said was that we don’t know them, and we’re taking a risk by trusting them. What happened with Victor is different. They were out of food and these people wouldn’t help. He figured they had plenty of food and just didn’t want to share.”
“Yeah, well they don’t have food. You took just as much a risk by trusting Victor.”
“No,
