Travelodge
Hotel
August
4, 1999
1700
Local Time
Sarah’s footsteps paced quickly as
she ran on the asphalt ground. She could hear the growls and moans of zombies
chasing behind her. She turned around a corner and entered the alley where they
parked the Mongoose. She hopped onto the seat and inserted the key into the
ignition. Sarah turned her head and saw zombies entering the alley. She turned
her head and saw the zombies entering the alley. She turned the Mongoose around
and accelerated towards the entrance. With one hand on the handle and another
hand holding the USP, she fired at the zombies and rammed them over. The
Mongoose bounced up and down over the zombies as the wheels crushed them to
pulp. Sarah noticed a zombie cling on to the Mongoose with its hand on the rear
seat.
“Die!” Sarah shouted angrily as she
fired a round striking the zombie’s forehead.
Sarah was upset and angry. She
wanted to kill them all. Had it not been for the zombies, Taylor would have still been alive. Sarah
drove around the streets on a road rage splattering every zombie in her path.
Eventually Sarah’s USP ran out of bullets and she decided to head back to the
Center so she can live to fight another day. Sarah sped the Mongoose down the
debris filled road and approached the Relief Center.
The gates opened and welcomed her in, but she hesitated for a few minutes
outside the gates. She reflected as she thought about Taylor as she turned her head and looked at
nearby buildings. A tear dripped down her face and she wiped it with her
sleeve. She turned her head and drove into the Center. Sarah drove slowly into
the garage where she was greeted by Cookson.
“Hey Sarah.” Cookson stood at the
entrance with a cheeky smile.
“Hi Cookson…” Sarah replied with a
depressed face.
“What’s up?” Cookson spoke with
concern.
“It’s…” Sarah tried to find courage
to speak.
“Wait a second, where’s Taylor?” Cookson looked
around.
“It’s Taylor.” Sarah blurted and burst into tears.
“What happened?” Cookson hugged a
sobbing Sarah.
“The zombies…the zombies…” Sarah
cried on Cookson’s shoulder.
“Oh no…” Cookson sympathized.
“He got infected…and I had to kill
him.” Sarah weeped.
“I understand.” Cookson brushed
Sarah’s hair.
“I had no choice. There was so much
blood loss.” Sarah remembered Taylor
lying in a pool of blood.
“You did what you had to do.”
Cookson looked into Sarah’s wet eyes.
“I had no choice…” Sarah mumbled.
“Come on, let’s head inside and talk
about it.” Cookson grabbed Sarah’s hand.
Sarah looked at Cookson and held his
hand tightly. Cookson was the last person she knew. Azrie went missing and Taylor died in her hands.
As for Charlie, she wasn’t even sure if he was still out there. It had been a
long time since she had contact with Charlie online.
“Sarah.” Cookson interrupted her
deep thinking.
“Yes?” Sarah blanked out.
“Don’t worry about it too much.
Everything is going to be alright.” Cookson turned and kissed Sarah’s cheek.
“Yeah…that.” Sarah reached into her pocket and pulled out Taylor’s police badge.
“That his?” Cookson glanced at the
shiny badge and smiled softly.
“I’m so proud of you.” Cookson
patted Sarah’s back.
“Thanks.” Sarah rubbed her eyes.
“Let’s get in.” Cookson opened the
door to a building and watched as Sarah enter slowly.
Richmond, British
Columbia, Canada
UNSC
Richmond
Outpost
August
4, 1999
1800
Local Time
Charlie sat beside Hawkes and Casey
at a table near the cafeteria. The person serving the food was a man with some
age. The cafeteria seemed much quieter than before.
“Perhaps I noticed it more after
Mary left.” Charlie thought.
Charlie ate his pasta staring at the
wall in deep thought. Casey looked at Hawkes and scratched his head.
“Zyrok?” Casey couldn’t help to
break the silence.
“Yes Casey?” Charlie chewed on the
pasta.
“You alright? You sure seem pretty
quiet today.” Casey examined.
“Fine. Just need some time to
think.” Charlie looked at Casey.
“Take your time.” Hawkes nodded at
Charlie understanding what he was going through.
“Thanks.” Charlie smiled as he ate
his pasta slowly.
After a quiet twenty minutes of
eating, Charlie wiped his mouth with a napkin and emptied out his tray into the
garbage bin.
“Alright marines, I’ve got to head
to my office to get some work done.” Charlie stood up.
Casey and Hawkes acknowledged with a
nod and walked out the cafeteria. Charlie walked briskly out of the cafeteria
and headed to his office. He opened the door and found a slip of note on the
ground. He bent over and picked up a small piece of paper. It was from Mary and
she had written something thoughtful. Charlie looked at the note and smiled.
“Hello Zyrok or Charlie,
I didn’t know if I should have told you in person, but I
wanted to tell you here. I’ve decided to permanently live with the Scavengers.
I’m moving on with my life and I wish you all the best. Remember, don’t you
give up in finding Sarah. You’ve come a long way for a man chasing his dreams.
Don’t stop and good luck.
Sincerely,
Mary Jamieson”
Charlie closed the door to his office and sat down on the
computer. The note from Mary prompted him to give him another shot to go back
online to the chat program. He took a deep breath and logged in. He looked at
the network settings to double check if the override code was in place.
“Here goes nothing.” Charlie whispered to himself as he
opened the chat program.
The program loaded for a few minutes
attempting to establish a connection. Charlie sat on his seat with his eyes
glued on the monitor. Finally the program connected and Charlie smiled
hopefully. Charlie looked at the contacts list and scrolled down. Everyone was
in offline status except one…Sarah’s. Charlie nearly jumped his seat in
surprise.
“Thank you Mary.” Charlie looked at
Mary’s note on his desk.
Charlie took a deep breath and
entered the chat not knowing how it was going to turn out.
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