Y2K
Author: Quatez Reid

Chapter 8
The Old Man

[The two officers make their way to the attic of the house and eventually see a hole with a makeshift ladder leading up to it...]

Smitty: Looks like this is it battle!

Boyd: Yeah! Well lets go up and assure him that everythings gonna be alright!

Smitty: Yeah!

[As soon as Smitty climbs the ladder, a gunshot grazes the roof tiling next to him...]

Smitty: WOAH! NEGLIGENT DISCHARGE!

*The man runs over to Smith and points his gun at Smitty point blank*

WHAT DO YOU BASTARDS WANT?!

Smitty: I..uhh...

Man: OUT WITH IT BOY!

Smitty: Sir! I'm 2LT Smith of the United States Army. We saw you up here and came back to get you!

Man: No ya didn't! YALL ZOOMED RIGHT BY! YALLS WAS PROLLY THINKING YA COULD TAKE MY GOODS!

Smitty: Sir, we came back on foot for you!

Man: HOW DO I KNOW YOU AINT ONE OF THEM THINGS JUST WAITIN' TO TURN?

Smitty: I dunno sir! You're just gonna...

Man: MY WIFE AND DAUGHTER TURNED! I HAD TO KILL! I HAD NO CHOICE!

Smitty: Thats sad to hear sir, but...

Man: My own wife...my daughter...

*The man turns his gun on himself*

Smitty: SIR! PUT THAT GUN DOWN NOW!

MAN: GOD BLESS AMERICA!

[As the man is pulling the trigger, Smitty pulls his leg, causing the rifle to fire past the man's head and into the air. The surrounding dumbies take notice of the loud sound and divert their attention to the house and start to make their way to it...]

Smitty: See what you did! Being stupid!

Man: Why did you stop me? We're all gonna die anyways!

Smitty: Well, maybe you because you're old and decrepit, but not me! I'm only 21! I got things in life to do, females included! I'm not gonna let some infected freaks so much as take a nibble of me!

Man: Ehh...ehh...My friend! He was supposed to have a shelter he made! I was supposed to meet up with him tomorrow night! He said this was gonna happen 2 weeks ago!

Smitty: Well, where does he live?

Man: About 5 miles away to the south of here!

Boyd: Sheesh! You mean we gotta fight through waves of them just to get there?

Man: Afraid so.

Smitty: Well then you're coming with us! You've got a gun, and therefore are more useful to us!

Man: I don't wanna...but you saved my life, so I do owe ya that much. Please, stay here tonight!

Smitty: Sorry old timer, but we got a soldier out there that we left. IF we don't get back, HE might die.

Boyd: Uhh...I hate to stop negotiations battle...but...the geeks are here! Remember, he doesn't have a front door anymore!

*The moans and grunts of the walking-dieing get louder and louder each second*

Smitty: Old man! I need to know if you're coming with us!

Man: I...NO! NO I WILL NOT!

*The man starts to shake, but gives his rifle to Smitty*

I bought THIS house in 1978, right after I joined the military! I WILL NOT LEAVE MY HOME! NOR WILL I LET SOME CRAZED BASTARDS RUN ME OUT!

Smitty: Thanks old timer...but...You got any extra rounds?

Man: Names Thomas, son. And no. Wife never did let me buy anymore than what I needed.

Boyd: Ok...I hear them! THEY'RE MOVING UP INTO THE ATTIC! WE GOTTA ACT FAST!

Smitty: OK BOYD! We'll go! Mr. Thomas has made up his mind.

*Smitty salutes Thomas*

Alright Boyd, climb the ladder! After you get up here, bring the ladder with you!

Boyd: ROGER!

[Boyd begins to climb the ladder and gets out on the roof. Just as he gets up, on the roof to pull the ladder up, a dumbie grabs the ladder and tries to pull him down with it...]

Boyd: Lil help battle?

*Smitty is about to shoot the freak, when the old man runs past him and jumps into the fray*

Thomas: TELL THEM...I SAID "COMMUNISM DIED TODAY"!

[Thomas is then ripped apart and eaten piece by piece...]

 

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