Suzy’s Strange Saga
If you’re going to risk your life, it might as well be worth it and you’re not seeing a carnival as being worth it.
“I’m more than willing to be a productive member of this community, and far be it from me to question your orders Mel, but I don’t think the carnival is the right way to go. Assuming the carnies didn’t already pull up stakes and assuming the military even bothered to send a detachment to a carnival, I can’t believe that the detachment would’ve been any better supplied than the one sent here.”
“So what are you saying exactly, blondie?”
“I’m saying that it would be a better plan to go back into town. I know my area alone has a couple of pharmacies and even a grocery store. I could easily direct you to them.”
“Town? That was a clusterfuck the last time we tried that! Besides, how do we know those places haven’t already been looted?”
“It’s a risk, but I believe if you want a better chance at getting medicine and medical supplies, it would be better bet to go back into town. You’re better equipped and prepared for what to expect in town now too. It’s up to you though, you’re in charge after all.” You say.
Mel looks at you and then looks at Tina.
“Don’t look at me. I voted to shoot them.” Tina remarks.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re never fuckin’ supportive. (Sigh) Fuck it. You make a good point blondie. We’ll head back into town, nobody’s gonna like it, but like I said, fuck it. You go head over to the entrance, I’ll be over there soon.”
As you’re about to go over to the trucks by the entrance, Tina grabs a hold of your arm with a semi-forceful grip. You spin around and see that her face isn’t one of friendliness.
“So, you managed to change Mel’s mind. Pretty impressive. I have a hard time doing that at the best of times. Maybe he is fuckin’ ya.” Tina says.
“What?! Tina I swear I’m not doing anything with Mel!” you exclaim.
“Oh no, I don’t think you are, but you’re not exactly adverse to usin’ yer natural attractiveness to get yer way. Yer doin’ it to keep the rest of the slugs off of ya. I get it, but if Mel does some fool thing because it was his idea, I can handle that. He does it on a regular basis. Hell, if he does some fool thing cause one of his drinkin’ buddies thought it was a good idea, I can handle that as well since it doesn’t even happen that often and he usually realizes it before it gets too out of hand. However, Mel goin’ to do some fool thing because some tease fluttered her eyes at him is something else entirely.
“Tina, I…”
“Shut the fuck up blondie, fore I pull that pretty golden hair from your head by the roots. Now listen to me close, this is the LAST time you EVER influence Mel to do something ever again. Got it?”
While you’ve certainly “toughened up” this week and Tina’s actually shorter than you, but even now you doubt that you’d be able to physically take a trailer park girl like her that’s probably gotten into more fist fights than the number of years you’ve been alive.
“Got it.” You meekly say.
Tina doesn’t even acknowledge your compliance; she just shoulder shoves you out of the way when she heads back to her trailer.
With that unpleasantness out of the way, you head over to the trucks. When you arrive at your destination, a group of rednecks are already there checking various rifles and handguns. It really does look like they got enough to take on an army.
“Well now if it isn’t blondie. I’m surprised Mel is riskin’ his piece on the side like this.” One of the sleazier rednecks says.
“I know that’s right Ray. If she was mine, I’d be wantin’ to keep her safe.” Another says.
“Piece on the side? Is that what Mel told all of you?” you ask which is followed by a lot of snickering.
“Not in so many words honey, but we ain’t the idiots that he thinks we are. Why else would he tell us to lay off of ya if he wasn’t stickin’ ya? Sonofabitch already has Tina, don’t see why he gets ta have TWO fine pieces of ass while some of us ain’t got none.” Ray remarks.
“Nothing is going on between Mel and I.” you say.
“Oh? Is that right blondie? Well how about you get something going on right HERE!” Ray remarks while grabbing his crotch causing everyone to laugh.
“Sorry, I’m not a lesbian and I don’t eat pussy.” You remark dryly.
Your insult doesn’t quite sink in immediately, though Ray gets the idea he has been insulted.
“What the hell’s that mean?” Ray demands.
“It means she doesn’t think you got a dick and that you ain’t a man. Something we all knew a long time ago Ray, not stop givin’ the girl grief and hand her a pistol.” Mel suddenly says as he walks up with a few more people behind him.
After Ray grudgingly hands you a pistol and then Mel breaks the bad news to everyone that they’re heading back into town. There is predictably a lot of protesting and grumbling, but after shouting everyone down everyone complies with Mel’s orders. Everyone gets in their vehicles and you ride up front in Mel’s pick up truck.
As the trucks pull out from the trailer park, Mel fiddles with the radio, but he doesn’t get anything except Ground Zero ads.
“Goddamn Ground Zero shit. I’m tellin’ you like I’ve said to everyone else, it’s a fuckin’ conspiracy goin’ on with them. In fact all of this shit goin’ on is government related.” Mel says turning off the radio.
The rest of your drive to town is mostly a quiet one. Mel doesn’t bother speaking to you and you’re a little too pre-occupied by what you’re going to do about your current situation because between the incident with Tina and the one with Ray you can’t help but think that you’re never going to fit in or be comfortable there. Your sister might’ve just ditched you, but you’re starting to think she had the right idea about leaving.
When you do finally get to town it’s predictably a warzone. A war in which it appears the military did NOT win. You see overturned vehicles, dead bodies and destruction, but there is no semblance of organized order anywhere.
The only thing that is “organized” are the cannibal freaks and there are large groups of them roving the streets or already feasting on the dead. They naturally start attacking whenever your group drives through an infested area. Shooting and running them over becomes the order of the day as you direct Mel to the best way to get to your own neighborhood area.
When you finally do get to your area, the number of freaks severely decreases. It’s sort of odd, but where you lived seems relatively safe. There are still signs of devastation here and there are certainly dead bodies to be seen, but so far it’s a lot safer than the rest of the town.
“Guess the military cleaned up this area, before they got their asses kicked. How much further is our destination?” Mel asks.
“Just make a left up here and you’ll be there.” You remark.
Following your directions Mel makes a turn and then pulls into the parking lot of what looks to be a completely deserted pharmacy with a few broken windows. The other two trucks park nearby. The pharmacy across the street looks deserted as well. No telling what’s inside either of them, but you sort of get the impression the noise of the vehicles would’ve attracted freak attention if any were lurking about.
“Where’s the grocery store?” Mel asks.
“That’s a few blocks up the street.” You reply.
“Okay guess it’s time to tell everyone the next phase of this plan.”
Mel gets out of the truck and calls attention to everyone.
“Alright, we got three locations to search, which is good because there are three big groups of us. I’m gonna search this pharmacy. Ray, you go search the one across the street. Dan, your group can get back in your truck and search the grocery store up the block.” Mel says.
“What? Aw Mel, why I gotta drive all that way?”
“Goddamnit Dan it ain’t that fuckin’ far! Just fuckin’ do it! Besides, I know you. If you’re searching one of these pharmacies, your junkies ass is gonna pocket all the med for yourself and claim you didn’t find anything.”
While Dan is in the middle of protesting, you’re coming to the conclusion of your earlier thoughts on the ride over here. Namely, you’re tired of this group and you’re going to risk going it alone. You figure you’re already close to your house, you could probably sneak away and head there for temporary relief to plan your next move. Though if you went with Dan you’d be even closer to your home.
When Mel finishes ordering everyone about, you go up to talk to him.
“Hey Mel, I think I should go with Dan.”
“Huh? What the fuck you wanna go with that junkie asshole for?”
“Well grocery stores do tend to carry a small supply of medicine too, I figure I can keep an eye on him if he decides to not be in a sharing mood.”
“Hmm, good point blondie…hey Dan! Don’t go yet, blondie’s comin’ with ya so make room in the front!” Mel shouts before Dan pulls away.
You hop into Dan’s truck and you’re soon on your way though Dan’s attention is half on the road and half on you.
“Sort of surprised you wanted to come with me blondie.” He says scratching himself.
“Well, Mel doesn’t entirely trust you. He thinks if you find any medicine in the grocery store, you’ll just keep it for yourself. So he’s sent me to keep an eye on you.”
“Oh.” Dan says.
“Don’t worry Dan, I’m not gonna rat you out if you take some things for personal use. I know it’s not really your fault and that you’re just sick.” You say in an empathetic tone.
Dan smiles at you revealing his horrible dental conditions.
“See that’s what I’ve told people before! I’m glad you understand darlin’. I mean I’ve really tried to quit before, but…”
At this point Dan goes on with his pathetic sob story about how he’s tried to kick his drug habit, but you’re not really listening. Your thoughts of escaping these ignorant redneck assholes are filling your mind.
When you get to your destination, the grocery store is in much the same condition as the pharmacies were. Dan, you and the rest get out of the vehicle.
“Seems like this place could be clear, but keep alert anyway. Could be somethin’ as big as a Butchie Billie, or it could be as small as Wade’s dick!” Dan laughs causing Wade to swear at Dan and others to chuckle.
Still set on your plan of escape, you think about how you’re going to do it. The easiest way would be to just sneak away at the earliest opportunity and run home. You’re fairly confident you could do it.
Of course you’re also wondering if you shouldn’t just get away from these assholes, but the whole forsaken town in general. Staying here even in the “safety” of your home still isn’t going to eliminate the problem that you’re going to be located in cannibal central.
Of course if you want to leave town the safest way to do that is by vehicle which means you’re going to have to engage in the riskier endeavor of stealing Dan’s keys.
“I’m more than willing to be a productive member of this community, and far be it from me to question your orders Mel, but I don’t think the carnival is the right way to go. Assuming the carnies didn’t already pull up stakes and assuming the military even bothered to send a detachment to a carnival, I can’t believe that the detachment would’ve been any better supplied than the one sent here.”
“So what are you saying exactly, blondie?”
“I’m saying that it would be a better plan to go back into town. I know my area alone has a couple of pharmacies and even a grocery store. I could easily direct you to them.”
“Town? That was a clusterfuck the last time we tried that! Besides, how do we know those places haven’t already been looted?”
“It’s a risk, but I believe if you want a better chance at getting medicine and medical supplies, it would be better bet to go back into town. You’re better equipped and prepared for what to expect in town now too. It’s up to you though, you’re in charge after all.” You say.
Mel looks at you and then looks at Tina.
“Don’t look at me. I voted to shoot them.” Tina remarks.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re never fuckin’ supportive. (Sigh) Fuck it. You make a good point blondie. We’ll head back into town, nobody’s gonna like it, but like I said, fuck it. You go head over to the entrance, I’ll be over there soon.”
As you’re about to go over to the trucks by the entrance, Tina grabs a hold of your arm with a semi-forceful grip. You spin around and see that her face isn’t one of friendliness.
“So, you managed to change Mel’s mind. Pretty impressive. I have a hard time doing that at the best of times. Maybe he is fuckin’ ya.” Tina says.
“What?! Tina I swear I’m not doing anything with Mel!” you exclaim.
“Oh no, I don’t think you are, but you’re not exactly adverse to usin’ yer natural attractiveness to get yer way. Yer doin’ it to keep the rest of the slugs off of ya. I get it, but if Mel does some fool thing because it was his idea, I can handle that. He does it on a regular basis. Hell, if he does some fool thing cause one of his drinkin’ buddies thought it was a good idea, I can handle that as well since it doesn’t even happen that often and he usually realizes it before it gets too out of hand. However, Mel goin’ to do some fool thing because some tease fluttered her eyes at him is something else entirely.
“Tina, I…”
“Shut the fuck up blondie, fore I pull that pretty golden hair from your head by the roots. Now listen to me close, this is the LAST time you EVER influence Mel to do something ever again. Got it?”
While you’ve certainly “toughened up” this week and Tina’s actually shorter than you, but even now you doubt that you’d be able to physically take a trailer park girl like her that’s probably gotten into more fist fights than the number of years you’ve been alive.
“Got it.” You meekly say.
Tina doesn’t even acknowledge your compliance; she just shoulder shoves you out of the way when she heads back to her trailer.
With that unpleasantness out of the way, you head over to the trucks. When you arrive at your destination, a group of rednecks are already there checking various rifles and handguns. It really does look like they got enough to take on an army.
“Well now if it isn’t blondie. I’m surprised Mel is riskin’ his piece on the side like this.” One of the sleazier rednecks says.
“I know that’s right Ray. If she was mine, I’d be wantin’ to keep her safe.” Another says.
“Piece on the side? Is that what Mel told all of you?” you ask which is followed by a lot of snickering.
“Not in so many words honey, but we ain’t the idiots that he thinks we are. Why else would he tell us to lay off of ya if he wasn’t stickin’ ya? Sonofabitch already has Tina, don’t see why he gets ta have TWO fine pieces of ass while some of us ain’t got none.” Ray remarks.
“Nothing is going on between Mel and I.” you say.
“Oh? Is that right blondie? Well how about you get something going on right HERE!” Ray remarks while grabbing his crotch causing everyone to laugh.
“Sorry, I’m not a lesbian and I don’t eat pussy.” You remark dryly.
Your insult doesn’t quite sink in immediately, though Ray gets the idea he has been insulted.
“What the hell’s that mean?” Ray demands.
“It means she doesn’t think you got a dick and that you ain’t a man. Something we all knew a long time ago Ray, not stop givin’ the girl grief and hand her a pistol.” Mel suddenly says as he walks up with a few more people behind him.
After Ray grudgingly hands you a pistol and then Mel breaks the bad news to everyone that they’re heading back into town. There is predictably a lot of protesting and grumbling, but after shouting everyone down everyone complies with Mel’s orders. Everyone gets in their vehicles and you ride up front in Mel’s pick up truck.
As the trucks pull out from the trailer park, Mel fiddles with the radio, but he doesn’t get anything except Ground Zero ads.
“Goddamn Ground Zero shit. I’m tellin’ you like I’ve said to everyone else, it’s a fuckin’ conspiracy goin’ on with them. In fact all of this shit goin’ on is government related.” Mel says turning off the radio.
The rest of your drive to town is mostly a quiet one. Mel doesn’t bother speaking to you and you’re a little too pre-occupied by what you’re going to do about your current situation because between the incident with Tina and the one with Ray you can’t help but think that you’re never going to fit in or be comfortable there. Your sister might’ve just ditched you, but you’re starting to think she had the right idea about leaving.
When you do finally get to town it’s predictably a warzone. A war in which it appears the military did NOT win. You see overturned vehicles, dead bodies and destruction, but there is no semblance of organized order anywhere.
The only thing that is “organized” are the cannibal freaks and there are large groups of them roving the streets or already feasting on the dead. They naturally start attacking whenever your group drives through an infested area. Shooting and running them over becomes the order of the day as you direct Mel to the best way to get to your own neighborhood area.
When you finally do get to your area, the number of freaks severely decreases. It’s sort of odd, but where you lived seems relatively safe. There are still signs of devastation here and there are certainly dead bodies to be seen, but so far it’s a lot safer than the rest of the town.
“Guess the military cleaned up this area, before they got their asses kicked. How much further is our destination?” Mel asks.
“Just make a left up here and you’ll be there.” You remark.
Following your directions Mel makes a turn and then pulls into the parking lot of what looks to be a completely deserted pharmacy with a few broken windows. The other two trucks park nearby. The pharmacy across the street looks deserted as well. No telling what’s inside either of them, but you sort of get the impression the noise of the vehicles would’ve attracted freak attention if any were lurking about.
“Where’s the grocery store?” Mel asks.
“That’s a few blocks up the street.” You reply.
“Okay guess it’s time to tell everyone the next phase of this plan.”
Mel gets out of the truck and calls attention to everyone.
“Alright, we got three locations to search, which is good because there are three big groups of us. I’m gonna search this pharmacy. Ray, you go search the one across the street. Dan, your group can get back in your truck and search the grocery store up the block.” Mel says.
“What? Aw Mel, why I gotta drive all that way?”
“Goddamnit Dan it ain’t that fuckin’ far! Just fuckin’ do it! Besides, I know you. If you’re searching one of these pharmacies, your junkies ass is gonna pocket all the med for yourself and claim you didn’t find anything.”
While Dan is in the middle of protesting, you’re coming to the conclusion of your earlier thoughts on the ride over here. Namely, you’re tired of this group and you’re going to risk going it alone. You figure you’re already close to your house, you could probably sneak away and head there for temporary relief to plan your next move. Though if you went with Dan you’d be even closer to your home.
When Mel finishes ordering everyone about, you go up to talk to him.
“Hey Mel, I think I should go with Dan.”
“Huh? What the fuck you wanna go with that junkie asshole for?”
“Well grocery stores do tend to carry a small supply of medicine too, I figure I can keep an eye on him if he decides to not be in a sharing mood.”
“Hmm, good point blondie…hey Dan! Don’t go yet, blondie’s comin’ with ya so make room in the front!” Mel shouts before Dan pulls away.
You hop into Dan’s truck and you’re soon on your way though Dan’s attention is half on the road and half on you.
“Sort of surprised you wanted to come with me blondie.” He says scratching himself.
“Well, Mel doesn’t entirely trust you. He thinks if you find any medicine in the grocery store, you’ll just keep it for yourself. So he’s sent me to keep an eye on you.”
“Oh.” Dan says.
“Don’t worry Dan, I’m not gonna rat you out if you take some things for personal use. I know it’s not really your fault and that you’re just sick.” You say in an empathetic tone.
Dan smiles at you revealing his horrible dental conditions.
“See that’s what I’ve told people before! I’m glad you understand darlin’. I mean I’ve really tried to quit before, but…”
At this point Dan goes on with his pathetic sob story about how he’s tried to kick his drug habit, but you’re not really listening. Your thoughts of escaping these ignorant redneck assholes are filling your mind.
When you get to your destination, the grocery store is in much the same condition as the pharmacies were. Dan, you and the rest get out of the vehicle.
“Seems like this place could be clear, but keep alert anyway. Could be somethin’ as big as a Butchie Billie, or it could be as small as Wade’s dick!” Dan laughs causing Wade to swear at Dan and others to chuckle.
Still set on your plan of escape, you think about how you’re going to do it. The easiest way would be to just sneak away at the earliest opportunity and run home. You’re fairly confident you could do it.
Of course you’re also wondering if you shouldn’t just get away from these assholes, but the whole forsaken town in general. Staying here even in the “safety” of your home still isn’t going to eliminate the problem that you’re going to be located in cannibal central.
Of course if you want to leave town the safest way to do that is by vehicle which means you’re going to have to engage in the riskier endeavor of stealing Dan’s keys.