Aliceinchains36
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"Andrew! Katt! Get in here! You guys need to see this!" Came Tommy's terrified voice from downstairs. Katt closed her book and rolled off the bed. She made her way into the living room where her brothers were watching the news with looks of horror on their faces. "...I can't believe I'm reporting this, but from all over the city we're receiving reports of murders, looting, rioting... maulings and cannibalism... and-and we're receiving reports of dead bodies... of dead bodies coming back to life..." The pale reporter on the TV spoke, her voice shaking with disbelief and fear.
"This can't be real. It has to be a hoax. Right, Drew?" Katt asked her big brother, trying to keep the fear from her voice. "I don't know. It looks pretty real to me. And the news wouldn't report something like this unless they were sure of it. Maybe..." Andrew stopped speaking as his phone rang. "Hello? Dad! Have you seen... Ok. Ok I'll put you on." Andrew said into the phone before turning on the speaker.
"Kids listen close. We don't got long." Came the voice of their father, sounding stern, strong, loving, weary, scared, sick, and tired all at once. "There's something bad going on here. There are screams coming from downstairs and we've been told to stay in our rooms. Me and your mother... I don't think we got long. I want y'all to pack up. Anything and everything you think you'll need. Then load up Drew's truck and go to the cabin. I don't want any of you near this city after tonight, and I mean it. Don't try to find your mother and me. Drew, you're in charge now. You're the man of this family. Look after your brother and sister. And know that your mother and I love you very much. Their father's voice said from the phone. "He's right kids. We love you both. Please listen to him. Don't come to the hospital. It's too dangerous... Their mother's sobbing voice was interrupted by a scream that sounded like it was right outside of their father's room. "We both love you very much. I hope we see each other again. Goodbye, Andrew, Katherine, Tony. We love you." Their father said before hanging up the phone.
"Dad? Dad!?" Tony shouted staring at the now black phone screen. "Drew? Drew!" Katt yelled at her older brother who was staring at the phone with an unreadable expression on his face. "What do we do, Drew? What's happening? Katt asked, the fear and stress of the past few minutes finally bringing tears to her light green eyes. "I.. I don't know..." Andrew breathed. Andrew looked up at his crying siblings and shook off his fear. "Ok... Ok. Listen up. We're going to do what dad said. Tony, you pack the food. Cans, dry stuff, anything that won't go bad. Katt, you get clothes for everyone. Warm durable stuff. Practiced stuff. Blankets too. I'm going to get the truck in the garage, then get dad's guns. Be fast you two, I want us gone in twenty minutes or less." Andrew said with new resolve in his voice before grabbing his keys and heading for the door.
"Ok, ok. Clothes. We need clothes." Katt muttered to herself as she sprinted up the stairs. She went to her room first, packing everything she could fit into her suitcase. She also grabbed the biggest backpack she could find, and filled it up with books, CDs, and her CD player. She then went to Tony's room, filling a suitcase with his clothes and a backpack with his stuff. She finally went to Andrews room, doing the same thing she had in here's and Tony's rooms. She finally striped all the sheets and blankets off of the beds and stuffed them into a final bag. She carried the entire load down the stairs in one trip, depositing them by the garage door, before heading into the kitchen to help Tony gather food.
A moment later Andrew came back inside. "I've loaded the truck with weapons and tools. How're you two doing?" He asked quickly looking through the already packed bags. "Good, we're good" Katt lied. "I got everyone's clothing together as well as blankets and personal stuff. It's all by the door." She said pointing to the pile. "Alright. Good job, both of you. I'm going to do one last run through the house, you two start packing the truck. Put the food in the backseat, as much as you can fit. Everything else in the back." Andrew said before running up the stairs. "C'mon Tony, help me load the truck." Katt said grabbing a bag.
Katt and Tony quickly loaded everything into the truck, even filling the extra space in the truck bed with more food. "Well have to eat this stuff first." Katt said wedging a bag of fruit in with the rest of the perishable food. "Yea, what's taking Andrew so long?" Tony asked with fear in his voice. "I don't..." Katt was interrupted as Andrew came through the door with a small backpack. "I was getting these." He said opening the backpack to reveal three revolvers, a 9mm semi automatic pistol, and various boxes of ammo. He tucked the largest revolver in his waist band before handing the pistol to Katt. "You remember how to use it right?" He asked handing Katt two extra clips and a box of ammo. "Yea, dad taught me." Katt said loading the weapon.
Andrew began to zip the backpack, but was stopped by Tony. "What about me? Don't I get one?" He asked his older brother. "Tony you're too..." "I'm not too young! I'm thirteen! And besides, dad taught me how to shoot too. And if things are as bad as they said on the news, I'll need some kind of protection." Tony said. "He's right Drew. We don't know what we'll come across out there." Katt said. "Fine." Andrew sighed loading a revolver and handing it to his younger brother. "It's for emergencies only. Life and death. If anything happens, you get me first. That goes for both of you. Now get in the truck we've got to go." Andrew said. The three siblings climbed into the truck in silence. Andrew pulled out of the garage and sped down the street. "This is the last time I'll ever see home." Katt thought sadly. And she was right...
"This can't be real. It has to be a hoax. Right, Drew?" Katt asked her big brother, trying to keep the fear from her voice. "I don't know. It looks pretty real to me. And the news wouldn't report something like this unless they were sure of it. Maybe..." Andrew stopped speaking as his phone rang. "Hello? Dad! Have you seen... Ok. Ok I'll put you on." Andrew said into the phone before turning on the speaker.
"Kids listen close. We don't got long." Came the voice of their father, sounding stern, strong, loving, weary, scared, sick, and tired all at once. "There's something bad going on here. There are screams coming from downstairs and we've been told to stay in our rooms. Me and your mother... I don't think we got long. I want y'all to pack up. Anything and everything you think you'll need. Then load up Drew's truck and go to the cabin. I don't want any of you near this city after tonight, and I mean it. Don't try to find your mother and me. Drew, you're in charge now. You're the man of this family. Look after your brother and sister. And know that your mother and I love you very much. Their father's voice said from the phone. "He's right kids. We love you both. Please listen to him. Don't come to the hospital. It's too dangerous... Their mother's sobbing voice was interrupted by a scream that sounded like it was right outside of their father's room. "We both love you very much. I hope we see each other again. Goodbye, Andrew, Katherine, Tony. We love you." Their father said before hanging up the phone.
"Dad? Dad!?" Tony shouted staring at the now black phone screen. "Drew? Drew!" Katt yelled at her older brother who was staring at the phone with an unreadable expression on his face. "What do we do, Drew? What's happening? Katt asked, the fear and stress of the past few minutes finally bringing tears to her light green eyes. "I.. I don't know..." Andrew breathed. Andrew looked up at his crying siblings and shook off his fear. "Ok... Ok. Listen up. We're going to do what dad said. Tony, you pack the food. Cans, dry stuff, anything that won't go bad. Katt, you get clothes for everyone. Warm durable stuff. Practiced stuff. Blankets too. I'm going to get the truck in the garage, then get dad's guns. Be fast you two, I want us gone in twenty minutes or less." Andrew said with new resolve in his voice before grabbing his keys and heading for the door.
"Ok, ok. Clothes. We need clothes." Katt muttered to herself as she sprinted up the stairs. She went to her room first, packing everything she could fit into her suitcase. She also grabbed the biggest backpack she could find, and filled it up with books, CDs, and her CD player. She then went to Tony's room, filling a suitcase with his clothes and a backpack with his stuff. She finally went to Andrews room, doing the same thing she had in here's and Tony's rooms. She finally striped all the sheets and blankets off of the beds and stuffed them into a final bag. She carried the entire load down the stairs in one trip, depositing them by the garage door, before heading into the kitchen to help Tony gather food.
A moment later Andrew came back inside. "I've loaded the truck with weapons and tools. How're you two doing?" He asked quickly looking through the already packed bags. "Good, we're good" Katt lied. "I got everyone's clothing together as well as blankets and personal stuff. It's all by the door." She said pointing to the pile. "Alright. Good job, both of you. I'm going to do one last run through the house, you two start packing the truck. Put the food in the backseat, as much as you can fit. Everything else in the back." Andrew said before running up the stairs. "C'mon Tony, help me load the truck." Katt said grabbing a bag.
Katt and Tony quickly loaded everything into the truck, even filling the extra space in the truck bed with more food. "Well have to eat this stuff first." Katt said wedging a bag of fruit in with the rest of the perishable food. "Yea, what's taking Andrew so long?" Tony asked with fear in his voice. "I don't..." Katt was interrupted as Andrew came through the door with a small backpack. "I was getting these." He said opening the backpack to reveal three revolvers, a 9mm semi automatic pistol, and various boxes of ammo. He tucked the largest revolver in his waist band before handing the pistol to Katt. "You remember how to use it right?" He asked handing Katt two extra clips and a box of ammo. "Yea, dad taught me." Katt said loading the weapon.
Andrew began to zip the backpack, but was stopped by Tony. "What about me? Don't I get one?" He asked his older brother. "Tony you're too..." "I'm not too young! I'm thirteen! And besides, dad taught me how to shoot too. And if things are as bad as they said on the news, I'll need some kind of protection." Tony said. "He's right Drew. We don't know what we'll come across out there." Katt said. "Fine." Andrew sighed loading a revolver and handing it to his younger brother. "It's for emergencies only. Life and death. If anything happens, you get me first. That goes for both of you. Now get in the truck we've got to go." Andrew said. The three siblings climbed into the truck in silence. Andrew pulled out of the garage and sped down the street. "This is the last time I'll ever see home." Katt thought sadly. And she was right...