"Whether you think you can,
or whether you think you can't
; you're absolutely right"
Burswood, Illinois-April 30, 2009
"Over there! I can see barred doors!" laughed Phillus, stumbling towards an abandoned gas station that looked like it was recently turned a safe house. Henry ran after the former bartender, covering Alex who was lagging even though a couple infected were hot on his tail. He fired two bursts from his old AK 47 assault rifle missing one of the infected, which was immediately tackled by Bruce, with Dwayne not far behind.
"Gah! Get in the damned safe room kid!" Screamed Bruce, who was tackled by a hunter at his last word.
"No! Bruce!" Alex shouted before trying to save his uncle, but was held back by Phillus.
Suddenly A tongue shoots out from one of the rooftops, a smoker has Dwayne!
Henry gets right into the action and tries to shoot the smoker with his rifle which just barely hits the zombie fiend in the head, freeing Dwayne, who falls onto a car.
A high pitched sound goes off into the night, a sound that every survivor of this new hellish world recognizes and hates;
Dwayne has set off the car alarm.
A horde of zombies come running to the survivors, bound to kill all of them before the day is over.
"Beep Beep! Beep Beep!"
Henry and the others look around franticly, looking for the source of this new noise echoing through the city streets.
"Get in! The lot of you!" shouted Bruce holding an activated pipe bomb in his bloody hands.
"Come on; get up!" Henry yells at Dwayne, carrying his companion off to the safe room.
The beeping's rate steadily increases, until it's about 3 seconds away from exploding. Alex makes one last struggle to help his uncle, and breaks free; but doesn't get too far as Henry shoves him into the room, and practically throws Dwayne to the safe house floor.
"Shut the door!" Phillus cries before slamming the door shut.
Alex gets back on his feet and tries to open the door, but Phillus has sealed it tight.
"No!" Alex screams in terror as an enormous boom rings through the survivors' ears.
Alex lay slump against the door, as Phillus helps Dwayne heal; she had been in seen enough bar fights to recognize and treat almost any type of wound.
"Kid, it's over. Forget about it, you need to get some sleep" Henry lectures Alex.
"If only that stupid winch would have let go of me…" Alex's voice trailed off as the pitter patter of the rain hit the gas station's roof. Henry stood, staring off into the distance.
"Wise men learn from the past, and let go of it. Losers yearn for the past, and get stuck in it,"
Henry looks down upon Alex, who is staring up at him with his widened green eyes. He could sense the others looking at from behind his back.
"Be a wise man kid, and maybe we'll all live to see the end of this nightmare. Now get some rest, we'll need all the energy we can get for tomorrow."
Henry gets into a sleeping bag that was scrolled out in the small room, thinking of the impact his words had on the group, which was bigger than he thought.