Suzy’s Strange Saga

“HEY BLONDIE! GET YER ASS UP!” you hear as someone pounds on the door waking you up.

It sounds like Mel, but at least it isn’t those awful Ground Zero commercials.

You groggily get up and through bleary eyes you see that it’s actually still morning. You haven’t been up this early in a long time…and it’s a horrible thing.

You hear more banging and yelling causing you to respond in kind.

“Alright! Alright! Goddamnit, I’m up! I’m up!” you say and go to the door.

“What?!” you ask though Mel doesn’t look too happy that you’re even asking that question.
“What? Whadda ya mean what? Yer fuckin’ sister and that cowardly motherfucker Jimmy Ray just skedaddled outta here with a perfectly good truck that was also actin as a temporary barrier! That’s what!”

This remark isn’t quite comprehended by you in your current groggy state.

“My sister fucked Jimmy Ray in his truck and what?” you say.
“Jesus fuckin’…I said…bah, I’m not fuckin’ repeatin’ myself! Shit!” Mel shouts and walks away banging on the door one more time. You briefly step outside and see Tina standing nearby.

“I’m guessin’ you didn’t know nothin’ about it anyway considering you’re still here.” Tina remarks.
“Okay, someone tell me again what happened? What about my sister and Jimmy Ray now?”
“Apparently your sister convinced Jimmy Ray to leave this place in the middle of the night. Guess she really laid it down good, but then Jimmy Ray’s always had a tendency to get stupid over a gal who knows how to work it.”
“Wait. Wait. Wait a minute she’s gone?!”
“Yeah, she’s fuckin’ gone with a perfectly good truck! I actually don’t even give a shit about Jimmy Ray, he was more useless than tits on bull, but we could’ve used that fuckin’ truck for…” Mel says.
“Oh for fuck’s sake Mel, we got a shitload of trucks here and aren’t you converting those army trucks into some sort of road warrior deathmobile anyway?”
“Yeah, but it’s the fuckin’ principle of the thing! Not to mention we still gotta find some medical supplies! Goddamnit, Dan was supposed to be keepin’ a look out and…”

You leave Mel to rant and head back inside trying to process this new information. You can’t believe that Donna would just leave you like that. There was no indication she was going to just take off like that.

You check her bedroom and see that her bag is gone. You don’t know if she took that just after you fell asleep, or if she came back for it before leaving or what. Was she planning it right from the start or did she just see the opportunity? None of it matters you suppose, she just ditched you and didn’t even have the courtesy to let you know.

So much for “sisterhood.”

While you’re thinking about this, someone enters the trailer and calls out to you. It’s Tina.

“Oh there you are. I’m guessing you’re pretty upset right now, but I found this in Jimmy’s trailer. Figured you should have it.” Tina says and hands you a note.

Dear Suzy,

Sorry, I just couldn’t stick around. Good luck to you in this shithole.

Sincerely,

Donna

You actually chuckle a bit and crumple up the note.

“What’s so funny.” Tina asks.
“Oh just thinking that she was the one that convinced me to come here in the first place. Anyway, it’s done and she’s gone. We were never really close to begin with, though I thought that was sort of changing this week, but I guess not. Still, at least it felt like someone was on my side. I imagine I’m not too well accepted around here.”
“Meh, I think you’re about as accepted as anyone else around here. I mean I think the general assessment of you is that you’re a big tease that thinks she’s better than everyone else, but I mean its not like you’re a nigger or something.” Tina remarks.

You give Tina a strange look.

“Um, lucky me then I guess. Just out of curiosity what do you think about Donna leaving? She kept going on about how you two were friends.” You say.
“Me? Eh, I don’t really care. I mean I knew your sister on and off for a few years when I use to do strip jobs over at the parties at the place she was livin’ at before. An while she was a funny girl that made that particular job a lot more enjoyable, so I didn’t mind helping her out with a job when she asked, but it wasn’t like I ever considered her a real friend. Hell, I didn’t even know she had a sister until a few days ago. Anyway, always knew she was flakey. To be honest I didn’t even see her lasting long as a stripper and living here either. She probably would’ve latched on to first sugar daddy she could find and ditched everything.”

“Sounds about right.” You say and toss aside the note.

“Well I’ll leave you alone blondie. And I wouldn’t worry about your status here or lack there of. Quite frankly so many folks here have died or are wounded that nobody’s really in any position to antagonize someone who actually has been making an effort to contribute around here. Speakin’ of which I need to go talk to this crazy man that’s probably still ranting about a fuckin’ truck.” Tina says and leaves.

You take a shower as you’re thinking about how you’re going to proceed next. You go back and forth on whether to do what your sister did, but knowing your luck, you’d end up getting caught so you ultimately abandon the idea.

As you’re getting dressed and figuring out what your next plan of action should be, you suddenly hear banging on the door of your trailer again. You go to the door and see it’s that methhead Dan.

“Hey blondie! You’re needed for a vote!” Dan exclaims.
“Vote? Vote for what?” you ask.
“We need a tie breaker to shoot the ones that got bitten or not. Billy Ray in particular ain’t lookin’ too good.” Dan remarks.
“So what are we doin’ if we don’t shoot ‘em?”
“Guess we’re goin’ back to town to try for medical supplies again. If that’s the case, I hope we have better luck, cause it was a cluster fuck last time.” Dan says.

As you walk with Dan, he’s looking at you a lot and while some of that is predictable ogling, he’s also doing a lot of twitching and it’s making you nervous.

“Dan, I know you have to take a glance at me every now and then, but between the staring and the twitching it’s making me uncomfortable. Makes me think of those things that attacked us yesterday. It doesn’t help that you’re about as clean as they were too.” You say.
“Oh. Sorry blondie. I just…I need a fuckin’ fix. Just to put me at ease. The shit that’s been going down for the past couple of days has really made me scared y’know? I went through most of my shit after the National Guard showed up and then I used the rest up immediately after the freak invasion.”
“So where’s the meth lab? Don’t places like this usually have one?” you ask.
“Hah, I wish. I mean we used to have one years ago, but it blew up and caused a lot of damage. After that, the old owner sort of cracked down on that sort of thing.”
“Well there’s no law anymore, you could just start making it again.”
“Hah, yeah. But again with everythin’ that’s gone on, isn’t like there’s been time to do that. Not to mention Mel’s been ridin’ everyone non-stop. He’s already pissed at me for fallin’ asleep yesterday. I didn’t catch Jimmy Ray an’ yer sister taking off in the night. Guess he figured if anyone would stay awake all night it would be me, but I just sort of crashed because like I said I didn’t have my shit anymore to keep me alert.”
“Yeah, well it’s tough all over.” You say unsympathetically.

Before you even get to the meeting, you can hear the arguing, which is mainly consisting of a lot of shouting and swearing. By the time you arrive, you’re met with mixed glances.

“These are our friends, we can’t just fuckin’ kill them!”
“We need to fuckin’ kill ‘em before they infect us all!”
“You’re one cold hearted sonofbitch you know that? What if I just decided to kill you?!”
“Try it bitch!”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP ALL OF YOU!” Mel shouts.

At this point all eyes are on you.

“As you can see blondie, we’re involved in the democratic process and are in need of a tie breaker.” Mel says to you.
“Aw Mel what the fuck we need her vote for? She ain’t one of us and her sister fucking stole a truck!” some redneck woman says.
“I said shut it! The only reason why I even entertained this process is so you fuckers would quit bitchin’ about me bein’ a so-called tyrant even though I’m the only one around he trying to do anything at all! So however blondie votes, will break the goddamn tie and we can move on. So what’s your vote?”

Not that you’re especially close to any of these people, but if you vote to shoot you know it’s going to cause a lot more problems and you being an “outsider” are going to catch all the hell for it. Besides, last you remember Mel was trying to keep these folks alive, best you vote on his side.

“Well I vote not to shoot because…” you start to say before Mel interrupts again.

“That’s all I need to know. Didn’t need the reasons. Hear that folks? We ain’t shootin’ any of them! I dunno why you pussies are scared anyway, we got ‘em all locked up and barricaded inside a trailer. They ain’t getting out even if they do turn into something.”

At this point there is more grumbling, but democracy has won this day and nobody gets violent about it, though you have a question.

“Um, has anyone actually looked in on these bitten folks since they got thrown in together?” you ask.
“Yeah, I did. Like I said, Billy Ray ain’t lookin’ too good. Neither are some of the others. They’re all mostly just lying there not doing much though.” Dan says.
“Well was any first aid actually applied to them? I mean maybe they’re not infected, but just really wounded. Any aid might help.”
“I threw in some bottles of whiskey an’ pain killers to ease the discomfort. I threw in some bandages in there, but I wasn’t gonna get close enough to actually bandage them.” Dan replies.
“And that’s it? Nobody else has seen to them since they’ve been shoved in a trailer?”
“Nope.”

This is nuts, these people that have been bitten could very well be DYING due to neglect more than anything else! Nevermind the fact that the reason some might not be moving is that they might’ve very well ODed from the alcohol/pill combo.

In any event Mel breaks up your question period.

“Alright what we’re gonna do is fetch us some more medical supplies an whatever else we might find. Thinkin’ we should hit up that carnival a few miles from here.” Mel remarks which sort of takes most by surprise. You especially since you weren’t even aware there was a carnival in the area.

“If the National Guard stopped here, chances are good they stopped at that carnival too. Maybe that detachment had more supplies and I also figure it’s gotta be easier than tryin’ to go back into town again.” Mel reasons.

Mel’s suggestion is met with mixed results, but the people seem to be okay with it. Probably because a carnival does sound a lot less dangerous than going back into town, which they assumed would be the case.

“Okay, we’re taking three trucks an’ y’all that came with me last time are comin’ with me this time as well an I’ll be pickin’ a few more so don’t nobody go too far. That means you blondie.”

“Wouldn’t it be better if I stayed here and looked after things? I mean you don’t want to leave this place totally undefended.” You say.
“Oh it never is. I’m sure you saw that everyone is fully capable of defendin’ themselves here when those freaks attacked. But I can’t just be takin’ mothers ya know? I mean it’s bad enough most of the snot nosed bastards round here that survived ain’t got fathers and that’s before all this shit went down. Can’t hardly deprive ‘em of mothers as well can I? Someone needs to keep ‘em out of my way and look after them.”
“Well isn’t someone like Butchie Billie better suited for something like this than me?”
“Butchie Billie is probably our best welder and mechanic. I’m not gonna risk taking her. Besides, she still needs to work on converting our newly acquired army trucks. And some of the other guys I’m not takin’ are better at workin’ on the generators or digging some extra outhouses.”
“I don’t have a weapon or least not any with ammo. I ran out of bullets during the last attack.” You say.
“Oh don’t worry about that, if there is one thing we’ve got a lot of, its weapons and ammo.”

As you struggle to think up another excuse. Mel stops you.

“Look blondie, you knew you were gonna have to start paying yer dues. And since I KNOW you were tryin’ to avoid bein the new fuck toy around here, it’s either this or you can just fuckin’ leave.”

You don’t see yourself making it on your own…at least not yet. You still need to be in the safety of numbers, so that means you’re going.

However you question if Mel’s plan is even a good one. You could very well get to this carnival and not find anything, you sort of wonder if it wouldn’t be a better idea to actually head back to town. You figure the town is probably already half looted and lawless by now, so you might well go in and get the best stuff you can before its completely gone. Not to mention you might know the town a little better as far as which side streets to take to get to certain locations quicker. Like say small pharmacies and other stores near where you live.

Of course putting yourself in more danger isn’t necessarily desirable either.