Ellie saw just the two of them and with the gunshots going off upstairs knew her answer. “You lost the other three?”
Kya, who understandably wasn’t having the greatest day, replied, “I don’t know that we lost anyone so much as a zombie pulled Jon and Henry into a room. His reaction to that was firing off an entire magazine. Brett caught a bullet to the skull and Henry had his ripped off...then we almost found everything.”
Ellie asked, “What things do you need? There are hundreds of options here.”
Kya pointed to them; they weren’t ignorant in anyway but these were words that needed to be explained to be spoken. Ellie marked the two on her list. The thought they’d done it, they’d done it on their own was amazing. Ellie didn’t waste any time and she and Joey within a few minutes had found them. Pete said, “So, it is like a powder that they shoot?”
Ellie shrugged, “We haven’t seen it in action yet, at least none of us but Joe have. We are kind of going on blind faith here.”
Joe said, “It’s a powder that is in little vials. We were shooting them out of a gun that was probably ten times larger than it needed to be. But he’d worked so long on it and well it worked...kind of, once we figured out shooting them directly didn’t work.”
Pete’s engineering brain was racing a mile a minute. Having something he could do to do more than just keep them out of the buildings with magnets felt invigorating. The idea of killing these things with something he had a part to do with brought immediate joy to his heart. Pete didn’t want to sound cocky but said, “There’s definitely something that I can do to help. I'll just need some time and a place to do it.”
Joey put his arm around Pete, patting his shoulder. He said, “We got the perfect place, Petey, trust me. An entire military base with all kinds of cool stuff. I bet you could do something amazing with all of it. I mean if we got what you need.”
“I’m sure that I can figure something out. But there are so many different applications that I am thinking of that I’m getting goosebumps.”
Yassa said, “So, this is fun that we found everything. Like I’m really happy about the idea of killing these things but I kind of think that we need to leave. I mean, what are we going to do; sit here all day? I think getting back before Clary does would be great. I imagine he’s going to be pissed that we left.”
Ellie nudged him with a playful elbow. She teased, “You aren’t trying to tell me that you are scared of Clary, are you?”
“No, not so much scared but smart enough to know from the past that when that big son of a bitch swings those ape fists at you that they feel like a damn brick being slammed into your face. If I can avoid being the brunt of that anger, that would be just fine by me.”
Joey, not needing to add anything, did. He said, “Mr. Clary angry, you won’t like the Hulk when he is angry.”
“Agreed,” Yassa replied.
The group made their way down, slowly checking each door that they passed. They weren’t stupid and they didn’t want to worry about another hand coming from nowhere and removing their life or lives as they knew it. When they made it to the first floor any and all questions of if their gunshots had been heard were immediately answered.
Ellie had been at the front of the group and slid to a stop when they came around the corner, which unfortunately was supposed to lead to the exit, however if they pursued this path any further, it would most definitely lead to their death. An entire horde of Turned were finishing off the doors, fighting their way into the building.
Ellie Locked eyes with the first one through the door. She felt a fear like she hadn't in quite a while. Close calls were one thing, but she knew going up was probably going to lead to their end. There would be no way in Hell that they would be able to outrun a horde of the dead going up the stairs.
Yassa stepped forward with his rifle aimed and ready. Ellie whispered, “Is it smart to ring the dinner bell when the dog already smells the steak, or should we hide?”
Yassa who already knew the answer asked, “I'm pretty sure we're the steak in this scenario right?”
“Well we sure as hell aren't the dog!” Ellie replied.
The Turned began racing down the hallway towards them. Ellie wanted with everything to start firing off shot after shot. She knew by the fact that she could not see the end of the Turned that they would run out of bullets long before they would run out of their pursuers.
Everyone was trying to think on their feet. It was not the easiest of tasks given the fact that their hearts had risen up into their throats. Everyone it would have seemed except for Joey. When she turned around, she saw he already had one of the classroom doors open and was practically throwing Pete and Kya into the room. Yassa also was going to try and say something when Joey practically deadlifted him, throwing him into the room as well. Joe got the gist of what was happening and was more than happy to not be thrown by the muscle packed teenager. He raced in and before Ellie could say anything her feet were no longer under her but she had a front-row seat to the shit show that was chasing after them as Joey had her up on his shoulder.
Joey raced through the door and Ellie slammed it shut. She knew
