Marie Becker
Bio
I am a storyteller. The destroyer of words and the creator.
Stories (1/0)
The Creeper Virus
Finding Grey I'm going through my assigned aisle in Costco filling the cart and sending it off to the truck for unloading. My family and the survivors we've taken in have developed a system for cleaning out stores. We take everything that is practicable. Obviously we don’t need giant plasma TVs or surround sound systems, although we do take a few. Four groups of four enter the store. First we divide the sections then split up. Two people load the carts while the other two run them back and forth to the trucks. Our fleet of box trucks stands waiting outside the store. Today we were assigned Costco. I was going down my assigned aisle with my team when I found him. One of my best friends from high school. I started grabbing two pack of sea salt to load into the plastic storage bins when I saw a boot. I grabbed my knife and went on guard. Traveling up the aisle about four feet I swept the remaining packs aside and grabbed the his arm and drug him off the shelf. Immediately I pinned him and held my knife to his throat. I didn’t recognize him until he open his eyes and spoke. There is no man on earth with that voice and those grey blue eyes.
By Marie Becker6 years ago in Futurism