Earth's Survivors Home In The Valley

De: Dell Sweet

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

It happened so fast, Mike told himself later, that no one had, had any time to react. They had heard nothing. Two watches were posted, Nellie and Tim on opposite ends of the circle. Nellie facing the highway, Tim looking back towards the mall.
Molly had just stood up to walk over and talk to Nellie when the shot had come. The flat, loud crack of a high powered rifle. Mike's head spun hard as it automatically turned at the sound and tried to duck at the same time: He saw Nellie falling and falling, and it seemed as though there were a fog around her head for a second and then it was gone, and in the silence he could hear blood pattering to the pavement.
Molly screamed and started to run, but Ronnie tackled her to the ground. Chloe and Adam were up, machine pistols in their hands, crouched low, running for that side of the circle. Mike, Josh and Tim ran behind them, crouched over as they ran for the truck where Nellie lay on the ground.
Mike made the truck, peered up over the fender, and the man was in plain sight. A fat Biker looking type standing next to an SUV pulled down onto the side of the highway.
The man began to raise his rifle once more when all four of them opened up on him. He dropped instantly, but no one stopped firing. The machine pistols chewed holes through the thin sheet metal of the SUV, blew the windows out and flattened both tires on the side facing them.
The fire power lasted only a brief few seconds, but all of them had emptied their clips. They had all shot a second clip home before they had stopped to even draw a breath, but the momentum had ceased, and they all stood silently a moment longer, their eyes moving over the biker where he lay beside the truck.