We decided to venture out today and get some food. The news reports have virtually stopped. Many of the TV channels are no longer broadcasting anything at all. The one's that are must be automated or something as we continue to see reruns on those channels.
It has snowed pretty hard here the last couple of days. We have seen no activity outside. No plows, no emergency vehicles. After seeing how much snow was falling yesterday, we drove back to Greg's and grabbed his Jeep.
We all went on the food gathering adventure. Nothing was open. We noticed a Kroger nearby that had a front window broken out. We carefully drove up to the store. The lights were off. We decided to venture in.
The place had not been completely ransacked, but it was obvious lots of people had been in there before us. The refrigerators were still running. We didn't here anything inside so we all grabbed shopping carts and we started to fill it up.
We grabbed as much fruit as we could and then moved to the deli and grabbed anything that still looked OK. The bread still looked alright, so we got a few loaves. We then concentrated on non-perishables and canned goods. And three large bags of dog food for Johnny Dog.
We had been there about 15 minutes and were ready to head out when we heard some rustling at the front of the store. As we made our way there, Johnny Dog started barking like crazy and took off towards the window. It reminded me of how she barked at the apartment across from mine several nights ago.
I chased her to the window, and found her with her hackles up, growling and barking at a person trying to get in the store. I grabbed Johnny Dog by her collar, and was beginning to apologize to the person when I realized something was horribly wrong with him. The person was ashen grey, a blue tongue sticking out of his mouth. He was moaning. He also kept hitting the shards of glass near the frame of the window that was broken out, but didn't react to getting cut. The blood from the cuts was black! Also, the stench emanating from him was unbearable!
Jerry yelled, "Dan, get away from that thing!" He threw a can of refried beans, and missed the thing by three feet. Jerry is no athlete.
I admit I was mesmerized by the thing!
Jerry yelled again, "Dan, get the fuck away from the window!" This time he hit the thing in the chest with a bottle of Mott's Applesauce, knocking it down.
Greg, following close behind Jerry, began yelling. "Don't let it near you!" He grabbed a Cincinnati Bengals fleece blanket off a rack in the front of the store and threw it on the thing.
It began to moan louder and obviously became very annoyed. It had problems untangling from the blanket, but when it did, rose to its feet and began to come at us.
I couldn't hold Johnny Dog any longer. She broke free and grabbed it's pant leg. It completely ignored her and started to head towards Jerry.
Greg, thinking quickly, grabbed a shopping cart and rammed the thing. It doubled over into the cart. Greg kept pushing until it hit one of the pillars in the pharmacy. Johnny Dog still had a piece of its pants in her mouth and was about to go after it again.
"Johnny Dog," I yelled. "come back here!"
She turned towards me and came back. In the mean time Jerry and Greg had already made it out the window and were heading towards the Jeep. I grabbed Johnny Dog, jumped out of the window and followed them to the Jeep.
When we were safely inside Greg started the Jeep, and as he was putting it into gear to leave, Jerry said "Wait!"
We all glanced back at the store, and saw the thing making it's way out of the store. It's arm was hanging at a weird angle. It must have broken it when it hit the pillar.
"What was that?" I asked.
Jerry responded. "I think we have just confirmed what Greg told us he saw at Mercy. That was a dead guy!"
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