Suzy’s Strange Saga
You didn’t leave the carnival just for MORE in fighting. If the end days are coming you NEED all the people who you are actually on good terms you can get because you don’t fancy your chances on going it alone. So you’ll be damned if you’re not going to try to keep this little group together.
“ALRIGHT GODDAMN IT! STOP IT! JUST FUCKING STOP IT!” you shout pointing the gun towards the truck ceiling. Lifto at this point has returned to his driver’s seat position.
“NOW EVERYONE OUT OF THE TRUCK AND JUST LISTEN!” you say looking at Lifto and briefly glancing back at Klepto.
Lifto steps out looks at you as if he is thinking about taking the pistol away from you. He probably could without any problems because as close as you are to shooting someone, you aren’t exactly “there” yet.
Thankfully Lifto doesn’t try anything.
When everyone exits the truck, you follow and Shrimpy now stands by you as back up (Fatty doesn’t have a weapon, but he stands near you anyway)
“Okay, Suzy what next?” Lifto calmly says.
You’ve got an idea, but it would go better if rope was involved. You take a quick look in the truck bed and see some locks and chains sitting there, which will work just as well.
“Look everyone, we don’t have all the information on what this creature situation is, killing someone who got bit, might be jumping the gun. I mean this isn’t a movie!” you say.
“Yeah!” Klepto says.
“Shut up, I haven’t finished! Of course that doesn’t mean we need to be foolish about this because Lifto could be right. Now Lifto we don’t know if a bite causes infection, but if it does then you’re already doomed unless we cut your hand off, but I’m guessing you don’t want that. Do you want that?”
Lifto gives a dirty look at Klepto before answering.
“Look if you’re going to shoot me, at least shoot Klepto first so I can watch.” Lifto says.
“ What the…I thought you two were supposed to be friends! (Sigh) I’m trying to give you another option here! Like I said, we don’t know if this sort of thing is contagious. I don’t want any of us to die, do you get that? I’m proposing that the pair of you stay in the bed of the truck until we get to a destination where we can get some medical attention. I mean if the pair of you start not feeling well or different in any way, then we can consider shooting you.”
Lifto doesn’t say anything, but Klepto is certainly agreeable.
“Sure Suzy, whatever you say! I mean that sounds reasonable to me!” he remarks, though you get the impression he’d go along with what you’d say even if he wasn’t bitten.
“We’re going to have to tie you up you know.” You say.
“That’s fine. I totally get it.” Klepto remarks.
“Lifto?”
He exhales and doesn’t say anything while looking at his hand. Then he looks back at you.
“You really don’t want any of us to die?” Lifto asks.
“No. Why the hell would I want that? I mean if these are the end days coming then we’re all we have left! We need to stick together as much as possible. And in any case you lot are the closest I’ve had to family for years, well other than the fact that most of you are undressing me with your eyes half the time…but I’m getting off track my point is that despite all the fucked up shit that’s occurred this week, I know I want you guys in my corner. All of you.”
At first you wonder if you’ve laid it on a bit too much, but you hear a couple of sniffles in Fatty’s direction and Klepto is obviously showing signs of emotion. He probably thinks you just professed your love for him or something.
“Okay. Okay. We’ll do it your way, but if I start to turn or if I think I’m going to become something other than I am, then I want YOU to be the one to shoot me.” Lifto says.
“Well let’s hope it doesn’t come to that, but I promise.” You say.
With those words Lifto and Klepto both submit to being chained up and to sit in the truck bed. Lifto is still giving Klepto angry looks, but hopefully they can work out their differences during the ride.
Fatty takes the wheel, Shrimpy gets in the middle and you sit near the passenger’s side. You’ve never exactly been the best with directions, so you just tell Fatty to stay on the main road and hopefully you’ll reach a place that is in better shape than your own home town which probably is a warzone by now. You can’t help but wonder how your real family is doing, but really you’d rather not dwell on it.
Fatty turns on the radio in the hopes of finding out something, but he doesn’t get much other than a few random religious stations talking about salvation and end times, but those things are ALWAYS talking about the end times so its hard to tell if they’re even referring to what’s currently going on. You’d think something like the news or an emergency broadcast might pop up, but nothing. Oddly you do get some stations just playing nothing but those infernal Ground Zero advertisements.
Hours pass of driving through farm country and Klepto and Lifto aren’t moaning or even arguing so you’re guessing that they’re feeling okay. Still, even though you don’t want any of them to die, you do know it still might be a possibility.
As it begins to turn to night you’re already tired from the events of the day. Feeling somewhat safe you allow yourself to close your eyes and drift off as the truck drives onward.
“ALRIGHT GODDAMN IT! STOP IT! JUST FUCKING STOP IT!” you shout pointing the gun towards the truck ceiling. Lifto at this point has returned to his driver’s seat position.
“NOW EVERYONE OUT OF THE TRUCK AND JUST LISTEN!” you say looking at Lifto and briefly glancing back at Klepto.
Lifto steps out looks at you as if he is thinking about taking the pistol away from you. He probably could without any problems because as close as you are to shooting someone, you aren’t exactly “there” yet.
Thankfully Lifto doesn’t try anything.
When everyone exits the truck, you follow and Shrimpy now stands by you as back up (Fatty doesn’t have a weapon, but he stands near you anyway)
“Okay, Suzy what next?” Lifto calmly says.
You’ve got an idea, but it would go better if rope was involved. You take a quick look in the truck bed and see some locks and chains sitting there, which will work just as well.
“Look everyone, we don’t have all the information on what this creature situation is, killing someone who got bit, might be jumping the gun. I mean this isn’t a movie!” you say.
“Yeah!” Klepto says.
“Shut up, I haven’t finished! Of course that doesn’t mean we need to be foolish about this because Lifto could be right. Now Lifto we don’t know if a bite causes infection, but if it does then you’re already doomed unless we cut your hand off, but I’m guessing you don’t want that. Do you want that?”
Lifto gives a dirty look at Klepto before answering.
“Look if you’re going to shoot me, at least shoot Klepto first so I can watch.” Lifto says.
“ What the…I thought you two were supposed to be friends! (Sigh) I’m trying to give you another option here! Like I said, we don’t know if this sort of thing is contagious. I don’t want any of us to die, do you get that? I’m proposing that the pair of you stay in the bed of the truck until we get to a destination where we can get some medical attention. I mean if the pair of you start not feeling well or different in any way, then we can consider shooting you.”
Lifto doesn’t say anything, but Klepto is certainly agreeable.
“Sure Suzy, whatever you say! I mean that sounds reasonable to me!” he remarks, though you get the impression he’d go along with what you’d say even if he wasn’t bitten.
“We’re going to have to tie you up you know.” You say.
“That’s fine. I totally get it.” Klepto remarks.
“Lifto?”
He exhales and doesn’t say anything while looking at his hand. Then he looks back at you.
“You really don’t want any of us to die?” Lifto asks.
“No. Why the hell would I want that? I mean if these are the end days coming then we’re all we have left! We need to stick together as much as possible. And in any case you lot are the closest I’ve had to family for years, well other than the fact that most of you are undressing me with your eyes half the time…but I’m getting off track my point is that despite all the fucked up shit that’s occurred this week, I know I want you guys in my corner. All of you.”
At first you wonder if you’ve laid it on a bit too much, but you hear a couple of sniffles in Fatty’s direction and Klepto is obviously showing signs of emotion. He probably thinks you just professed your love for him or something.
“Okay. Okay. We’ll do it your way, but if I start to turn or if I think I’m going to become something other than I am, then I want YOU to be the one to shoot me.” Lifto says.
“Well let’s hope it doesn’t come to that, but I promise.” You say.
With those words Lifto and Klepto both submit to being chained up and to sit in the truck bed. Lifto is still giving Klepto angry looks, but hopefully they can work out their differences during the ride.
Fatty takes the wheel, Shrimpy gets in the middle and you sit near the passenger’s side. You’ve never exactly been the best with directions, so you just tell Fatty to stay on the main road and hopefully you’ll reach a place that is in better shape than your own home town which probably is a warzone by now. You can’t help but wonder how your real family is doing, but really you’d rather not dwell on it.
Fatty turns on the radio in the hopes of finding out something, but he doesn’t get much other than a few random religious stations talking about salvation and end times, but those things are ALWAYS talking about the end times so its hard to tell if they’re even referring to what’s currently going on. You’d think something like the news or an emergency broadcast might pop up, but nothing. Oddly you do get some stations just playing nothing but those infernal Ground Zero advertisements.
Hours pass of driving through farm country and Klepto and Lifto aren’t moaning or even arguing so you’re guessing that they’re feeling okay. Still, even though you don’t want any of them to die, you do know it still might be a possibility.
As it begins to turn to night you’re already tired from the events of the day. Feeling somewhat safe you allow yourself to close your eyes and drift off as the truck drives onward.