Living in the Land of the Dead
Chapter 14 'Magic Carpet (ride)'
"I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine Well, you don't know what we can find
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night
Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here
Why don't you come with me little girl
On a magic carpet ride
You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away" Steppenwolf
Well, you don't know what we can find
(Hanna, Oklahoma – Hanna High – Principal's office)
Tyrone leaned against the wall of the office and looked at the four people who had came with him. Darrel, even though he got a sever tongue lashing from his wife Claudia, Tony, which surprised the hell out of Tyrone, Jennifer, which also surprised him, and lastly the strange and quiet Angel. They had stopped in Hanna even though it was only outside of Mcalester. The reason for the stop had been simply to take measure of what could be brought back with them and the stop at the high school had been to see what kind of supplies they had. The school's cafeteria showed how well stocked it had been. It did seem like most of the electronics had already been raided and stolen. He supposed that the people of Hanna hadn't gotten to the point of being concerned about food.
"Hey, besides stopping to look for something important why did we have to stop?" Angel asked.
Tyrone looked at her and then at the wall. He knew the reason was because the roads near Tulsa would be congested. Chris had told him about having to stop and push cars out of the way on their trip to McAlester. He listened to the way Chris described it and he knew how congested and time consuming it was going to be. The roads so far had been cleared, but that's because they traveled the areas that Chris, Trina, Tony, Criese, Thomas, Darrel, Claudia, Barnard, and Timothy had already come. Past Hanna was uncertain and to be honest Tyrone was just trying to find something that would help in moving the cars. He had hoped that this school had an auto shop class, but his hopes had been dashed. If there would have been one then there could have been a chance for jumper cables, or maybe even a couple of still working batteries, although he doubted that any battery would have a charge after this long.
"I just wanted us to get some rest," He answered
"Well, resting or not we need to get a move on. Those things are bound to know that we've stopped and it's going to be hell to get back into the bus," Angel replied before she leaned against the wall.
That was true. The bus did make a lot of noise and if those dead bunch of sons of bitches heard it they would be following that sound right to them. So far the areas of the school they searched were almost clear. There was one in the library, but it couldn't move. It appeared that something had attacked and ate one of the faculty members in there. They had searched, but none of them had found anything else. A quick stomp to the head had killed the zombie. After that they just went into the principal's office and relaxed. Tyrone looked at Tony who was looking around himself like he was expecting to jump up and grab him at any minute. The man was too jumpy to be coming on a trip like this. Darrel was slightly snoring, which wasn't that surprising since he didn't get much sleep before they left. Tyrone finally nodded and sat up.
"Okay the break is over. We need to get out before too many of those things show up." He said.
Darrel stirred and looked at him. It was as if he couldn't quite focus at first and then he nodded. Slowly he stood and walked with them toward the exit. The moment they got to the front doors they could hear moaning in the distance. Tyrone opened the door and saw a small herd of the undead walking toward the school. It was around fifty or sixty, but he was certain that given time the numbers would be far larger. They moved toward the bus and got in. Tyrone turned the key and after a few turns the engine caught. He put the bus into gear and felt it begin to take off.
He watched as the herd of the undead disappeared behind him in the review mirror. He looked back at the highway and swerved when he saw something run across the street. The moment he swerved he heard a loud bang and felt the front end fighting him. He realized that he was losing control of the bus and a moment later it crashed into the side of a building. Before he could ask a question half a dozen men and women surrounded the bus. Tyrone watched as the doors became forced open and a man stepped onto the bus with a shotgun leveled at him.
"Welcome, welcome new members of the flock, and please know that your sacrifice will bring continued peace between us and the living dead." He said.