BRAGR) Abandoned House Part 2 (Patreon)

We searched the entire top floor except for one room. Besides the one zombie in the bedroom and the zombie rat downstairs, we had yet to see anything else.

Surprisingly, the rest of the rooms were clear of any kind of blood or signs of struggle. But what made me nervous and the reason we left this one room for last was because it was the kids’ room.

“I can smell the stench from here.” Angel complained as I watched her nose wrinkle. It was not just her but everyone else as well.

“I will take the lead, Hilde will be to my right. Melee get ready to protect our casters.” I gave out my orders before putting my hand on the doorknob.

After taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and flung the door open. My eyes widened at the sight in front of me. Two kids stood in the room. One was the youngest I had seen in the photo the other was one of the older kids. On the floor, moving itself around with its intestines hanging out, was the third child from the photo. All three were a bloody mess and were currently staring at us with their glazed-over white eyes.

“Ahem… take them out!” I had to clear my throat before I could speak as I shouted my order. Two fireballs zoomed past my head and smashed into the two zombies. I could hear a few girls not willing to fight, but it was to be expected since this was their first time-fighting zombies like this.

It was heartbreaking to see zombie children. It made one not want to harm them, but at the same time, it was not easy. It was better to put them out of their misery. Letting them have a true death instead of wandering around aimlessly attacking whatever they came across that moved.

One thing I do not understand about zombies, whether it be in games, dungeons, or movies, is how they know when someone turns like they could be feasting on a human, but as soon as they turn, they stop feating on them and begin wandering around again.

I do not know if it is due to smell, instinct, or just some kind of signal that the virus gives off telling its companions to stop destroying its host. I just know it is a very strange thing.

In no time at all, the three zombies were killed, and the room was searched and cleared. “Alright, let’s back out. I have no idea where the husband is but from how everything seems to be shut off, he probably found his family like this and locked them into the rooms.”

It is a sad thought, but my guess is he could not bear to kill them, so he had no choice but to lock them up. Of course, this is my own assumption. What really happened, I have no idea. But it does paint a small image in my mind of a man coming home only to find his family in such a situation.

It makes me wonder how I would react if I found Angel like that. Could I bring myself to put her down, or would I have done the same? Locked her in a room, leaving the house without knowing where to go or how to keep going? One never really knows until they are forced to make such a decision. It is easy to say yeah, I would kill them, or no. I wouldn’t be able to do it until you are face to face with such a problem.

“Zoe?” Angel pulled on my hand. I looked at her and smiled.

“It’s nothing. I was just wondering what I would have done.” I replied and let out a sigh before turning to the others. “Let’s go.”

We exited the house and made our way across the street. The sky was still dark, and the fog still lingered down the road. The next house was only a single-floor house. We did the same thing we did in the previous house, but this time, we did not find any zombies however. “I found something here.”

Frank held up what looked like some kind of journal. We all gathered around as he began reading from it.

“Monday the 12th, March 1993. The news has been reporting a strange virus that has been going around. People are getting very sick and are dying from it an hour later. The mortality rate is 100%. Scientists are racing to try to find a cure, but the spread is too fast. A lockdown has been issued. Even my own town is not safe.

“Monday the 13th, March 1993. I left my wife at home while I went to the store. It has only been a single day since the news reported the strange virus and the streets are already empty. I hate to admit it but the still quietness as I drove down the street made me shiver in fear. I only came out to stock up on food. I am beginning to wonder if I should have done so sooner.”