I glanced over to Jay who was leaning against the shelf, and the zombies were just shambling past him.
My heart hammered in my chest, and static filled my ears as I watched the zombies spill into the warehouse, moaning and groaning as they bee-lined toward us.
Nathan shot as many down as he could before he had to reload, and Micah shot arrows through the closest ones.
“Oh, my God. Is this it?” Fear clogged my throat at the wave of zombies as Calix wrapped me in his arms tightly, whispering words of reassurance in my ear.
There had to be at least forty of them in the warehouse.
“Calix, Micah, and Nathan… I don’t know if there’s going to be another time to say this, but—”
“Don’t you dare, killer,” Nathan gritted out, finger on the trigger. “You tell us when we get out of this mess.”
“He’s right, honey.” Calix kissed my forehead.
Just as Micah and Nathan started making a dent in the numbers, gunfire sounded from outside.
Calix glanced out the window. “It’s one woman, and she’s headed this way. She’s killing the zombies.”
Micah and Nathan didn’t stop taking them down, and there were only about fifteen left as a woman with two pistols barged into the warehouse and started shooting. She was dressed in all black as she gracefully dispatched the zombies with quick and deadly shots to the brain.
With the three of them, the horde dwindled to nothing in minutes, and my lungs finally filled with oxygen again.
The woman with shoulder-length straight black hair turned to us, and she wore a mask just like Calix’s. “Glad I ran into you when I did.”
“Not soon enough,” Jay muttered bitterly.
She whirled around, gun pointed at his head before tilting her head and putting her guns back in the holsters. “You’re not undead yet.”
“Thanks for helping us,” Micah said first, and we started climbing down carefully. The once clean warehouse was bloodied and filled with decayed bodies.
“No problem,” she murmured, her gaze locked on one of the corpses. “My name’s Akiko. I’m looking for my family. We got separated in town because of the horde, but I followed it in hopes of it taking me to my family. Janet was part of our group.”
“Janet?” Jay coughed, pushing himself to his feet and holding on to the shelves for help.
“Janet was his mom,” I added softly, and Akiko turned toward him with wide eyes.
“Jay? Your mom has been searching for you since the start. I met her two years ago when she and your dad ran into my group.” Her shoulders slumped.
“Where’s my dad?” Jay asked.
“He died only a couple of months after joining us. He got infected on a supply run.” She shook her head sadly.
“Do you want to come back with us?” Micah offered. “You just helped save our lives. We would like to repay the favor.”
She shook her head, but her eyes were grateful. “I may grab some supplies here, but I need to keep looking for my family. I appreciate the offer though.”
“We wish you the best of luck,” I told her softly, and she nodded.
I helped her get a few bags filled with different supplies, and she took her leave with a quick goodbye to us. I hoped she found her family.
Calix had checked over our wagons of supplies, and they were surprisingly fine after the mini-zombie-massacre. We gathered all of our equipment, and I had found a new golfclub that was heavier than the old one. The older one was also starting to get worn out anyway. Even if there were better weapons to choose from, I felt the most comfortable with what I knew how to handle. Even if it wasn’t the most practical weapon.
“We need to get going,” Micah stated, his voice gruff and demanding.
Jay started coughing again, and he fell to the ground before blood sprayed from his mouth. “Fuck. I can’t… It feels like my insides are melting.”
“Jay…” I took a small step toward him, but he shook his head.
