*Trigger warning: gore, strong language*
I kept thinking about my pit bull, blaze he was strong and easy to feed. I could get some stuff out of his crazy ass bunker too. I arrive at the little house with a chain link fence. I knock on the door and no one answers. I have a spare key. I open the door to smell death. Then I see David lying on the floor with a gun in his hand. I hear scratching on the bathroom door and then whines, blaze is in there. I open to see him, some scratches from David, he must be hungry. I start packing my van full of dog food, more water, blankets, clothes, food, and some dog stuff. I feed blaze before I leave, I see a note on the table it reads;
Dear Max,
The key to the bunker is in my room. Blazes food is in the laundry room. I'm sorry I did this I needed to. There's guns and amo in the bunker. I couldn't survive if I didn't do it. Remember only a headshot will do it.
-David
I put the note in my pocket. And go to the room blaze was in. The key sat on the desk. I start putting everything in my van, blaze is in the front seat. I even put my second row chairs down for more room. I don't know where to go but it will be a good place.
-6 months later-
I was in a group now me, blaze, a women in her 40's named Jessica, and a man named Wayne who was heavier build. I was running out of food with them in the group, so I told them I was leaving. I packed my stuff in the van once again and drove. I only got a mile or two on the backroads, So I set up camp. Blaze started hunting with me and for a bulldog he has a good nose. He started chomping down on the zombies heads. I cut all my long hair to a little longer than a buzz cut. I was walking around when I saw a man, tall with brown hair and another man who looked a bit shaggy with a cross bow. The tall man saw me and told the shaggy dude. "Are you armed?" He yelled walking closer as the men whispered to each other. I hold blazes collar making sure he stayed back.
"Yes, I have a knife and a loaded gun."
"Where's your camp?"
"It's a car on the back road, do you have a group?"
"Yes, can you answer three questions?"
"Sure."
"Have you killed someone that is still human?"
"Once, but I try not to."
"Why?"
"I didn't want to see them turn."
"How many walkers have you killed?"
"I lost count, a lot it's been a while since this started."
"Are you with anyone?"
"Only my dog."
"Can you show us to your camp?"
"Sure, but are you going to murder me?"
The shaggy one laughed at that. "No, we're not going to hurt you."
"Okay, but what's you names?" I asked.
"I'm Rick, and this is Darell." The tall man said.
"Okay I'm Max this is Blaze."
We walk back to my camp in peace and quite. They were kinda amazed to see medicine I stole.
"Where did you find this?" Asked the Darrell.
"I was a nurse before this started."
"Will you come back to our camp?"
"Wait, really?"
"We need supplies like this and you seem to know where it is."
"Okay I will."
We get my stuff only carrying half of it. There was a lot. I would make a second or third trip. We walk to a prison. "Wow, I didn't know this was so close."
"Yeah most people don't know if they don't have a map." Darrell says.