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Chapter 59<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

So this virus kills almost everyone on the planet, who then come back from the dead and walk the earth as zombies, hungry for human flesh, while a ragtag group of survivors band together in a military base and fight to stay alive.<\/i><\/p>\n

It\u2019d make a great story, if only I were just reading it, instead of living it.<\/i><\/p>\n

Sometimes I wonder, what\u2019s the point of even writing it down?\u00a0 Who\u2019s gonna be alive to read it?\u00a0 But I guess Riley\u2019s right \u2013 we should keep writing, if not to keep our story straight, then to at least keep our sanity.<\/i><\/p>\n

It\u2019s hard not to go crazy here.\u00a0 It\u2019s so hot, and the only escape is to go zombie-hunting in one of the air-conditioned cars\u2026 which, of course, my mom won\u2019t let me do.\u00a0 I can\u2019t stand it anymore!!!\u00a0 I want out!!!<\/i><\/p>\n

We finally got some books in this place, so I\u2019ve been reading to try to take my mind off things.\u00a0 It hasn\u2019t worked so well.\u00a0 I used to love to read, but that was in my old life, when I could curl up in my air-conditioned house and hear birds chirping instead of zombies howling.\u00a0 And guess what?\u00a0 My old life is dead.\u00a0 The old me is dead, too.\u00a0 I\u2019m a different person now\u2026 reborn, just like the zombies.<\/i><\/p>\n

My English literature teacher said that in a good story, the main character changes from the beginning to the end.\u00a0 This really would make a good story, then, cause I\u2019ve definitely changed.<\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Friday, May 18, 2012<\/b>
\nWeek Four<\/i><\/p>\n

Sticky.\u00a0 That was how Gabby felt:\u00a0 sticky all over.\u00a0 Her back stuck to the wall through her damp tank top.\u00a0 The backs of her legs stuck to the floor tiles.\u00a0 The wisps of black hair that had fallen out of her ponytail stuck to the back of her neck.\u00a0 Even her fingers stuck to the pages of her book.<\/p>\n

She had started sneaking off to the church bathroom to read, not only because it was private and quiet, but because it the coolest spot in the chapel, with its tiled floors and walls and water readily available to splash on her face and the back of her neck.\u00a0 Still, by mid-afternoon, the hottest part of the day, it felt just as sticky as the rest of the place.\u00a0 There was no escaping the heat and humidity.<\/p>\n

Sighing in frustration, she set the book facedown on the floor next to her, still open to mark her place.\u00a0 It was one of the books Kayleigh and Howie had brought back from their supply run a few days ago, a trashy paperback romance, the kind her mother might spend a few dollars on at the supermarket and then sell for a quarter at the next garage sale.\u00a0 It had a shirtless man with long, blonde hair on the cover, riding on a white horse with a woman whose boobs were foaming out the top of her long, old-fashioned dress.\u00a0 Gabby had snatched it out of the pile, not only because she knew her mother wouldn\u2019t want her to read it, but because she needed to read something frivolous and silly, something that would give her some relief from the suffocating church.<\/p>\n

It hadn\u2019t worked.<\/p>\n

The book was silly, alright, using words like \u201corbs\u201d and \u201ctresses\u201d to describe the characters\u2019 eyes and hair, \u201cbosoms\u201d and \u201cloins\u201d to describe other parts of their bodies, but it hadn\u2019t offered her the escape she\u2019d longed for.\u00a0 She couldn\u2019t lose herself in the story and pretend she was a fair and busty English maiden, torn between the wealthy baron her father had chosen for her to marry and the poor blacksmith\u2019s apprentice she secretly loved.\u00a0 The smothering heat of the chapel and the distant moans of the undead reminded her that she was just a sticky, sweaty, skinny teenager, possibly the last living girl in the world.\u00a0 Her story was a lot more interesting than the one in the book, if only she were reading it, instead of living it.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s a good one.\u00a0 I should write it in my diary,<\/i> Gabby thought.\u00a0 She reached for the notebook sitting at her other side, which she carried around with her inside the chapel so that no one could snoop in it.\u00a0 She had jumped on Riley\u2019s suggestion that they all keep a journal, starting her post-apocalyptic diary at once.\u00a0 She\u2019d kept a diary at home, and this one, it turned out, wasn\u2019t so different.\u00a0 In it, she recorded, as she assumed the others did, the events that had taken place since the Osiris Virus had spread and her thoughts on their new life.\u00a0 But she also wrote about other things, things from her old life, things she missed:\u00a0 spending time with her father, sleepovers with Makayla, going to school, kissing Colton\u2026\u00a0 They were things she didn\u2019t like to talk about, things she certainly didn\u2019t want anyone to read about, especially her mother.<\/p>\n

Now she picked up the pen she kept tucked in the spiral of her notebook, flipped open to the next blank page, added the date (writing daily was the only way she could keep track of what day it was), and started writing about what a good story her new life would make.\u00a0 It was the kind of book that would be made into a movie, and they\u2019d get an actress who was really twenty-two to play her, the thirteen-year-old heroine.\u00a0 Maybe Vanessa Hudgens\u2026 except that Vanessa Hudgens was probably a zombie, like the rest of the world.\u00a0 Zac Efron, too.\u00a0 Maybe Zombie Makayla would finally get to meet Zombie Zac, and they\u2019d fall in love and have zombie babies together.\u00a0 Zombie Vanessa wouldn\u2019t mind because, well, she was a zombie.\u00a0 Gabby laughed to herself as she jotted this down, too.\u00a0 Then the words she\u2019d written began to blur, as her eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n

Dead.\u00a0 Zombies or not, they were all dead.\u00a0 Makayla.\u00a0 Vanessa Hudgens.\u00a0 Zac Efron.\u00a0 Colton.\u00a0 Her father.\u00a0 Everyone she\u2019d known, except for her mother, was dead.\u00a0 Her old life was dead.\u00a0 In a way, the old Gabby was dead, too.\u00a0 She was a new person, reborn just as the zombies had been.<\/p>\n

That was good.\u00a0 Crying, she wrote that down, too.<\/p>\n

A tear spilled from her eye and splattered wetly on the page in front of her, smearing the ink.\u00a0 She pushed the diary aside and stood up, peeling her legs off the floor.\u00a0 She walked to the counter and leaned over the sink, frowning at herself in the big mirror.\u00a0 Her reflection was a pitiful sight.\u00a0 Her naturally brown skin looked pasty and yellow under the buzzing, fluorescent lighting, and there were dark, puffy circles under her red, watery eyes.\u00a0 She could see tear tracks through the layer of grime on her face.\u00a0 Her hair was plastered to her sweaty scalp, looking oily in its lank ponytail.<\/p>\n

They had soap and water on hand, so that they could sponge bathe, but as there were no tubs or showers in the chapel, Gabby hadn\u2019t felt properly clean since the night she\u2019d spent in the temporary lodging facility on base, the night before she\u2019d awoken to the commotion of the first zombie attack.\u00a0 She longed for a cold shower.\u00a0 She\u2019d even take a swimming pool \u2013 and she knew there was one on base.\u00a0 Two, in fact.<\/p>\n

She\u2019d seen one of them on the map Kevin had given them:\u00a0 a pool, just a few blocks west of the chapel.\u00a0 Easily within walking distance.\u00a0 The other pool was even closer, at the base club.\u00a0 It was essentially right down the street.<\/p>\n

She knew the club was where AJ and Howie had gotten into trouble a week ago, but a lot had changed since then.\u00a0 Kevin and AJ had been taking groups out every day to lure out and kill the remaining zombies on the base.\u00a0 AJ had come back, just yesterday, complaining loudly that he was running out of zombies to shoot and would need to go outside the base more often to get his fix.\u00a0 Gabby had no desire to leave the base again, not after she\u2019d seen what the world outside was like, but she was desperate to leave the chapel.\u00a0 If the base was almost free of zombies, then surely, there was no harm in it.\u00a0 She knew where the guns were, and she knew how to shoot.\u00a0 She\u2019d even killed a few more zombies on her last trip out.\u00a0 As long as she was armed, she would be fine.<\/p>\n

These were the arguments she would make if anyone caught her trying to sneak out of the chapel.\u00a0 But she didn\u2019t plan on getting caught.\u00a0 Kevin, Brian, Gretchen, AJ, Riley, Nick, and Spunky were all out hunting the remaining zombies, and her mother had lain down in one of the offices, after staying up for the overnight watch.\u00a0 That left only Howie and Kayleigh, who were on guard duty outside the chapel.\u00a0 Kayleigh would be on the roof \u2013 she had taken a liking to AJ\u2019s sniper position, not because she enjoyed shooting zombies, as he did, but because it put her well out of their reach and gave her a prime spot to sunbathe.\u00a0 All Gabby had to do was stay close to the building until she was around the sanctuary side, and then she could run under the cover of trees, and Kayleigh would never notice her.\u00a0 Howie would be harder to get past.\u00a0 He was standing outside the only door that wasn\u2019t boarded up, and she knew there was no way she could sneak through it.\u00a0 She would have to be cleverer than that.<\/p>\n

She left the bathroom and returned to the multipurpose room, which still served as their main living quarters.\u00a0 She stashed her diary and her book underneath her blanket and put on her shoes.\u00a0 Then she opened the front door and poked her head out.\u00a0 \u201cHowie?\u201d she called.\u00a0 He was standing just a few feet away, gun in hand.\u00a0 \u201cMy mom wants to talk to you for a minute.\u201d<\/p>\n

Okay, so it wasn\u2019t exactly clever, but it would do.\u00a0 Howie and her mom had gotten closer ever since he had told them all about his hemophilia.\u00a0 As a nurse, she understood his condition better than anyone else and would know what to do for him if he got hurt again.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere is she?\u201d Howie asked, stepping just inside the doorway.<\/p>\n

\u201cIn one of the offices.\u00a0 Here, I\u2019ll keep watch for a few minutes while you go find her,\u201d said Gabby, taking the gun from his hand.<\/p>\n

Howie looked hesitant, but he shrugged and nodded before striding off to find her mother.\u00a0 Knowing she had only a minute to make her getaway, Gabby bolted the instant she was outside the chapel.\u00a0 She ran around the side of the church, staying close to the building to avoid Kayleigh\u2019s line of sight, and across the parking lot that stretched behind it.\u00a0 It was the same parking lot she and her mother had raced across with Kevin to get to the chapel on the Day of Unholy Resurrection.\u00a0 If she\u2019d known then that she would be trapped in that same chapel for a month, she might not have been in such a hurry to get there.<\/p>\n

It was too hot to run for long, but Gabby had a plan.\u00a0 In this lot, parked close to the lodging facilities on the other side, was her mother\u2019s SUV.\u00a0 In the back of the SUV was her bicycle.\u00a0 If she could just get to her bike, she wouldn\u2019t need to worry about outrunning the zombies.\u00a0 Her bike would go much faster than them, without nearly as much effort from her.\u00a0 It seemed so obvious to her now, she wondered why she hadn\u2019t thought of it before.\u00a0 She could go anywhere on her bike, as long as she stayed alert and didn\u2019t let the zombies surround her.<\/p>\n

She spotted her mother\u2019s white Escape ahead and sprinted towards it, already panting in the thick, humid air.\u00a0 She didn\u2019t stop until she slammed against the hatchback and then, trying to catch her breath, she pulled at the handle.\u00a0 Her heart sunk.\u00a0 All of a sudden, her brilliant plan didn\u2019t seem so brilliant anymore.<\/p>\n

The SUV was locked.<\/p>\n

\u201cKeys!\u201d Gabby hissed.\u00a0 She smacked the hatchback window again and kicked a back tire, furious with her oversight.\u00a0 \u201cWhy didn\u2019t I bring the keys?\u201d<\/p>\n

She thought quickly.\u00a0 The keys to the Escape were probably in her mother\u2019s purse.\u00a0 And her mother\u2019s purse was\u2026 where?\u00a0 She frowned, drawing a blank.\u00a0 As she wondered why she couldn\u2019t picture her mom\u2019s purse in the chapel, it occurred to her:\u00a0 the purse wasn\u2019t in the chapel.\u00a0 The few possessions they\u2019d brought with them to the base were still in the room where they\u2019d spent that first night and fled from first thing in the morning.\u00a0 Her mother\u2019s purse, along with the key to the car, was in the lodging facility in front of her.<\/p>\n

Gabby gazed uncertainly up at the three-story dormitory, remembering how she and her mother had raced down the stairwell to escape the newly-reanimated zombies in hot pursuit of them.\u00a0 She wondered if anyone had been in the building since.\u00a0 If not, how many zombies were still trapped inside?\u00a0 Was it worth the risk just for her bike?<\/p>\n

She heard a distant moan that made her blood run cold, despite the heat.\u00a0 No, she decided, it wasn\u2019t worth it.\u00a0 The pool was only a couple of blocks away.\u00a0 She could make it easily without her bike.<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t see any zombies, so she headed towards the road at a fast walk.\u00a0 She crossed Tampa Point Boulevard and started up a side street marked Durnstone Avenue.\u00a0 She could see tennis courts up ahead on the right and knew she was going in the right direction.\u00a0 The club and the pool had to be nearby.\u00a0 She slowed down her pace as she walked by a grove of trees on the left, savoring the small bit of shade they provided.\u00a0 It didn\u2019t occur to her that they also provided an excellent hiding place for the undead.<\/p>\n

She had just stepped out into the sunlight again when she heard a rustle and a moan behind her.\u00a0 She turned, her heart leaping into her throat, just in time to see a lone zombie emerge from the trees which had concealed it.\u00a0 It was smaller than the ones she was used to seeing, and she realized as it staggered closer, its bony arms stretched out stiffly in front of it, that it was a child.\u00a0 A girl, younger than her.\u00a0 Behind a curtain of stringy hair, the little girl\u2019s face was starting to rot, the skin peeling away from her cheeks and forehead in dead sheets, and the smell was rank.<\/p>\n

Gabby aimed her gun, but hesitated, her finger poised over the trigger.\u00a0 The zombie child was wearing soiled pink pajamas with the Disney princesses on the front.\u00a0 Gabby took a step back, then another.\u00a0 She was about to turn and run without firing her gun when the zombie girl let out a blood-curdling moan.\u00a0 That did it for Gabby.\u00a0 Remembering what she was really dealing with, she adjusted her aim and closed her eyes as she pulled the trigger.\u00a0 The wet sounds of brain tissue splattering into the trees and the soft thud of a small body hitting the ground told her she\u2019d hit her target.<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t open her eyes again until she had turned around, only to see that she was not out of danger yet.\u00a0 The noise had brought other zombies out of their hiding places.\u00a0 They were shambling toward her from all directions, their moans rising in a discordant cacophony that made Gabby\u2019s blood run cold.\u00a0 Where had they all come from?\u00a0 She thought most of the base had been cleared out.<\/p>\n

Trying not to panic, she raised her gun again, but she didn\u2019t know where to aim.\u00a0 There were too many of them, and in a matter of seconds, they had surrounded her and were closing in.\u00a0 They never broke from their slow, shuffling pace, but that didn\u2019t make them any less menacing.\u00a0 Gabby fired into the ring, turned, and fired again without taking the time to aim.\u00a0 A couple of zombies fell, but the others stepped right on top of them, filling the empty spaces.<\/p>\n

There was no way to take them all out herself, and no way to escape.\u00a0 Out of other options, Gabby did the only other thing she could:\u00a0 climb.\u00a0\u00a0 Flipping the safety on her gun, she tucked it down the front of her shirt and launched herself at the nearest tree.\u00a0 She grabbed the highest branch she could reach and scrambled up the trunk.\u00a0 Rough bark and twigs scraped her exposed skin as she squeezed between the leafy branches, climbing higher, until she found a thick branch to perch on that was high over the zombies\u2019 heads.<\/p>\n

Breathing hard, her heart racing, she peeked down through the leaves at the zombies below.\u00a0 They were looking up at her, their stiff arms reaching toward her, moaning hungrily.\u00a0 She pulled the gun out of her top and poked its barrel through the leaves.\u00a0 She undid the safety and fired a few shots.\u00a0 The zombies\u2019 heads were easy targets from her vantage point, and they collapsed one by one.<\/p>\n

She pulled the trigger to take down a particularly big zombie, still dressed in his military fatigues, but her gun just made a hollow, clicking noise.\u00a0 Nothing came out.\u00a0 Panicked, she squeezed the trigger again and again, but it was no use – she was out of bullets.<\/p>\n

Gabby looked down, surveying her situation.\u00a0 Despite the dead zombies on the ground, her tree was still surrounded by the undead, reaching and moaning.\u00a0 She had lost her only weapon, and she could see no way to get past them.\u00a0 So she opened her mouth and screamed.<\/p>\n

\u201cHEEEEEEEEEEELP!\u201d she shrieked, in the loudest, shrillest voice she could make.\u00a0 \u201cHELP ME!!!\u00a0 HEEEEEEEEELP!!!\u201d<\/p>\n

The chapel wasn\u2019t far away, she reassured herself between screams.\u00a0 If Kayleigh was still on the roof, she would hear her, right?\u00a0 She had to!<\/p>\n

But it was Kevin who came.\u00a0 Kevin, Brian, and Gretchen in the Hummer.\u00a0 Gretchen was driving; she mowed right over several zombies as she parked the massive Hummer under the tree.\u00a0 Kevin and Brian fired shots through the open windows, quickly killing the rest of them.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s alright, Gabby!\u201d Kevin called up, stepping out of the Hummer and looking up through the branches.\u00a0 \u201cYou can come down now.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shaking, Gabby maneuvered back down the tree, dropping onto the Hummer\u2019s roof below.\u00a0 \u201cThanks!\u201d she gasped, as she jumped down from the hood.<\/p>\n

Kevin opened the door for her to climb into the back seat.\u00a0 To her surprise, he got in after her.\u00a0 \u201cMay I ask why you were out climbing trees alone?\u201d\u00a0 His deep voice was deadly calm, but she could sense the reprimand in it.\u00a0 It reminded her of her father\u2019s.<\/p>\n

Gabby wiped the sweat off her forehead and leaned forward, sticking her whole face in front of the air conditioning vent in the back seat.\u00a0 She closed her eyes in relief, savoring the blast of cold air.\u00a0 \u201cI couldn\u2019t stay in that church another minute,\u201d she admitted, eyes still closed.\u00a0 \u201cI just had to get out.\u00a0 I was gonna go to the pool.\u00a0 I\u2019m sorry,\u201d she added quickly.\u00a0 \u201cIt was a dumb thing to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYep,\u201d Kevin agreed.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll never do it again,\u201d she went on in a rush.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019d hope not.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI promise!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n

Straightening up, Gabby looked over at him, perplexed.\u00a0 She had expected a lecture, not a series of one-word responses.\u00a0 He was their leader, their military man; he knew something about discipline.\u00a0 \u201cAre\u2026 are you gonna tell my mom?\u201d she asked him tentatively.<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t answer her at first, but then a wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t think I\u2019ll need to.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked up.\u00a0 They had already reached the church.\u00a0 Her mother was pacing outside with Howie, and the moment she spotted Gabby in the back seat, she charged the Hummer and wrenched open the door.\u00a0 \u201cYou get back in that church this minute!\u201d she shrieked, grabbing Gabby by the arm and yanking her out of the back seat.\u00a0 \u201cLet\u2019s go!\u00a0 Now!\u201d<\/p>\n

As soon as she\u2019d wrangled Gabby back into the sweltering chapel and closed the door, she rounded on her, her dark eyes flashing.\u00a0 Gabby noticed they were red-rimmed and puffy.\u00a0 \u201cDo you know what a scare you gave me, taking off like that?!\u201d she cried.\u00a0 \u201cWhen Howie came and said you\u2019d disappeared, my heart almost stopped!\u201d<\/p>\n

Gabby hung her head.\u00a0 Her mother tended to get dramatic when she was upset, but still, she felt guilty for worrying her so much.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n

\u201cI sure hope you\u2019re sorry!\u00a0 After all we\u2019ve been through, you go and gamble your life on\u2026 on, what, a-\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTrip to the pool?\u201d Kevin supplied, letting himself in to the chapel.\u00a0 He still had that same wry smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?!\u00a0 The pool??\u00a0 That was it \u2013 you wanted to go to the pool<\/i>?!\u201d\u00a0 Jo stared at Gabby as if she\u2019d grown a second head.<\/p>\n

Before she could think a way to justify her stupidity, Kevin stepped in again.\u00a0 \u201cYou can\u2019t blame her for wanting some relief from this heat.\u00a0 It makes everyone a little crazy.\u201d\u00a0 He rested one of his large hands on Gabby\u2019s bare shoulder and gave it a squeeze.\u00a0 \u201cLet\u2019s just be glad we got her back in one piece.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes \u2013 thank God for that!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThank you,\u201d Gabby mumbled again.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t mention it.\u00a0 Looked like you were doing pretty good on your own there, kid.\u201d<\/p>\n

Gabby smiled up at him.\u00a0 \u201cI would have been okay, if I\u2019d just had some more bullets.\u00a0 I ran out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat happens when you don\u2019t plan ahead,\u201d he said, but he returned her smile.\u00a0 \u201cNext time, you should just ask.\u201d<\/p>\n

Gabby cast a resentful look at her mother.\u00a0 \u201cIf I asked, the answer would be no.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe for now.\u00a0 It\u2019s still dangerous out there; we haven\u2019t killed them all.\u00a0 Your mom\u2019s right to be overprotective.\u00a0 She just cares about you and wants to keep you alive.\u00a0 We all do.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know,\u201d said Gabby, as Jo nodded emphatically.\u00a0 \u201cI just hate being cooped up here.\u00a0 I wish I could come out hunting with you more.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGabby, I just don\u2019t think that\u2019s a good idea,\u201d started Jo, shaking her head, but Kevin smiled.<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe not, but you did give me a good idea.\u00a0 A way to lure out the rest of them so we can clean this place out, once and for all.\u201d<\/p>\n

Gabby felt her eyebrows lift.\u00a0 \u201cReally?\u00a0 How?\u201d<\/p>\n

Kevin chuckled.\u00a0 \u201cBait.\u00a0 Did you see how they were all standing around that tree, looking up at you.\u00a0 Maybe we can use that to our advantage\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot using Gabby!\u201d gasped Jo.<\/p>\n

Kevin shook his head.\u00a0 \u201cNo\u2026\u201d he said thoughtfully.\u00a0 \u201cNot Gabby.\u00a0 We\u2019ll need a volunteer\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMe,\u201d said AJ, as if on cue, raising his hand as he strode into the chapel.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll be the bait.\u00a0 Bring it on, bitches.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLanguage?\u201d Jo cut in automatically, with a meaningful look towards Gabby.<\/p>\n

Gabby snorted.\u00a0 \u201cMom, I know the word \u2018bitches.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n

Her mother turned to her, eyes flashing dangerously again.\u00a0 \u201cDon\u2019t push your luck, young lady.\u00a0 You\u2019re in enough trouble as it is.\u201d\u00a0 But then she smiled, the fire in her eyes softening to a twinkle, and opened her arms.<\/p>\n

Smiling guiltily back, Gabby drifted forward and allowed herself to be pulled into her mother\u2019s sticky embrace.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

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