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At the house where the group of four people and the two Vikings are resting for the moment, three Campers zombies were running straight to the door. Of course, with their weak bodies in terms of strength and defence, the damage these creatures-with-no-head are doing it is to zero. Charly, who managed to put a dresser and a desk at the door, he looks at the window for a moment.
He wonders how are these creatures still alive after they fully throw their bodies at the door. Logically, if a zombie would be doing that, they would be having broken limbs, but here, in a world full of zombies, psychopaths and dangers, does logic still stands? Or has been gone since this event?
Charlotte came to Charly and she tells him.
"You did a good thing with the barricade, brother Charly." says while she looks at the furniture her brother used to block the door from inside.
"Thank you, sister Charlotte." says Charly turning around to her twin sister. "We should be safe until the rain would stop, or when a lightning strike will commence and stop these demons."
"What is your call?"
"I would rather wait, then risking my life. Especially when these creatures can be easy to break, but they are fast enough to bite you in a blink of the eye." he looks back outside to the window. "What have we done to deserve this, sister?"
"We have done nothing, brother. It is the way our Gods from Valhalla decided to do." says Charlotte.
"Hey, people!" says Artur coming to the two brothers on the hallway. "We have found something, in the backyard. Come and check it out!"
The man runs from the hallway, leading the way to the two Vikings.
The three people are walking three rooms, until they got at the kitchen, where the other three survivors are there, and are looking at the thing Artur told them. The Vikings are looking at the window, and they are feeling happy because the thing there, it is their gateways from here. Outside, the thing that has smashed the fences, and a dog house, it's a prison bus having a lot of iron around it and having the door open wide.
"We should take it." suggest Sigurd to the Vikings.
The twin brothers are looking at each other like they are telepathically talking, look back at Sigurd, and both of them are nodding in agreement. And that is how they got their vehicle who helped them drive to their destination.
The people on the house are looking outside, and at the running zombies on the rain, screaming like wild animals when they met their enemies from the same species, and threatens to take their habitat and female companion, or other kind of zombies, most likely Undeads, eating the corpses of their same species who have died a long time ago, maybe recently killed on this accident. Artur notices a zombie jumping on a three and eating a black raven bird. The only thing these survivors can do at the moment is wait until the rain will be finishing its pouring. When will this event happen, they will be able to get into that vehicle, then drive the remaining fifty to sixty kilometres they still have to the military base.
Not much time has passed, and the skies have stopped pouring water. The people are looking outside, and see a few of the zombies, who are looking like Campers, slowly laying down on the ground, and stop from moving. They also see only five normal looking zombies, walking or standing still around the back of the house.
Sigurd leaves the group, he goes into the living room, he takes from there his trusty hammer he carries since this apocalypse has started. Artur takes the crowbar Roy used to fight the hordes of zombies they have encountered. Ebba takes her pistol, she loads it with enough ammo to shoot some zombies from outside. Edla doesn't take any weapon because she doesn't want to hurt herself. But thanks to her sister, Edla takes a kitchen knife from the kitchen. And the Vikings, are taking their swords and backpacks. Charly, took his shield. After they all got their weapons, they get their backpacks with supplies and walk to the door leading to the back of the house they stayed for at least three hours.
"Remember. No fire weapons." he looks at Ebba. "Don't use it. Unless we are in danger."
"Okay." says Ebba putting the pistol to her belt, and takes a pocket knife.
"Good." says Sigurd looking at everybody. "we want this quiet and fast. Ready?"
"Yeah!" says most of the survivors of this group.
"Let's move it!" says Sigurd breaking the door, and runs to the closest zombie.
Sigurd lands a good shot with his hammer on the zombie head, breaking the skull with two hits, and the brain with three hits.
The Vikings are killing the remaining four zombies with their swords, letting Artur, Ebba and Edla going to the prison bus, entering the vehicle and trying to turn up the engine. Artur did this thing, while Edla goes to the backseat with the sister. Ebba let her sister there, all frightened and shaking with the knife on her dirty hands she hasn't washed in an eternity.
After two minutes of trying to turn on the motor of the vehicle, Artur hears the sound of a working engine, and he feels like a kid who has figured out how to turn on the Wi-Fi their parents turned off intentionally. The man opens the door and yells at his teammates to get into the bus, which they immediately did after they looked around the house and area, to be sure there is not a zombie coming to them due to the vehicle engine noise.
The moment all of the people have got into the bus, Artur goes to the driver seat, and drives the bus out of this place, smiling and listening to the DVD Player (yes, they still exist) at some great and inspirational music of the Sabaton band. The bus gets on the road, and drives forward, running over zombies on the streets, crashing and moving the cars out of the street.
After one minute, the bus leaves Skolsta, and heads to Samara, the place they will be free, and it is getting closer by each hour they continue on travelling.