Chapter 4.3

The night was pretty uneventful. Especially when compared to what they had been through the day before. Through the cracks between the logs, they could see fireflies dancing out in the woods . The crickets’ songs were punctuated with Murphy’s occasional barks and growls.

“That girl needs to control her dog,” whispered Randy.

“She is doin’ the best she can. Murphy isn’t used to the noises yet,” Georgi whispered back.

“If he doesn’t get use to them soon, he’ll have to go,” Randy hissed.

Chapter 4.2

After Georgi had some time to calm down and think, she still didn’t believe that zombies were real. At least not the way Randy made them out to be.

She could believe it was caused by a  new drug that was hitting the streets. She could even believe that it was some sort of virus that attacks the brain making people aggressive and lose body functions. But she couldn’t believe in the dead reanimating and trying to eat brains.

She had to get it together. Whatever was going on, plague or dead coming back to life, she had to keep her  head on straight.

Chapter 4: Panic

As they drove up their hidden drive, Rosemarie could see the treehouse in the dimming light. Randy had cleared away some of the overgrowth to allow the cars to be pulled up to the cabin.

She cleared her throat. "Could we...um...not tell Randy about..."

"Yeah," Georgi agreed. "Alex, can you keep that to yourself for a little bit?"

The little head nodded. "Was that man okay?"

"Um...he had something wrong with his head. Something that might make him dangerous. We need to be really careful outside. Okay?"

"Yes ma'am." she answered.