Graham Jackson Season 2 Premiere

 

Survivors of the Z’s- Graham Jackson, Nottingham, UK

My mind was full with a bad smell. A smell that was going through me and making me heave. A smell that was pushing me in a direction where I wanted to get further and further away from it.
BUT…
I could’nt. The nightmarish stench that was right in front of me I could’nt avoid. I could’nt just walk away.
“Evelyn,” I said, “I’ll find you and the kids”
Was I right?
Was I wrong?
I was terrified
I didn’t know any of the answers to the questions. I didnt know anything about the road I was on.
Or
What hands were going to grab hold of me, slap me and wake me the fuck up. If it was a nightmare all along it was taking me forever to wake up. Evelyn was out there.
With the kids
With fear that was eating me
Eating her
Eating the world
I needed to get up. I needed to open that door behind me that I slouched on
Cried on
Thought on
Prayed on
And get my ass back into no mans land. Thats what the world felt like it was becoming
NO. MANS… LAND
Every step was a weapon against myself.
I rose up and turned to face the door, after being there for a few hours, I don’t know, maybe more, I grabbed hold of the handle and opened it… I breathed in, “lets do this”
Lets do this. I had to do it. There was no other way in the path I was on.
One path
One direction
One aim…
To find my angel and my grandkids.
I looked around and heard the door slam behind me.
I jumped
Felt my heart beat out
And stayed calm… I had to
“Here we go,” I said
One step
The next one
And the next one
Each one stepping deeper and deeper into something that I knew was bad news.
What was around the corner?
I didn’t know, I had to find out.
I gazed around and witnessed a few dead bodies laying there in the distance. It was just too quiet.
Too much to bare.
I looked left
Then right
Which way?
Which was dangerous and which wasn’t.
FUCK IT
They both were dangerous
Both deadly
I stepped right and walked as fast I could.
Silent as I could
Did’nt want to make a noise. I didn’t know if the place was crawling with those things. In the hours I was in that toilet
On my own
I had heard a few screams from time to time
Running footsteps
And more coming after
Probably the monsters because I heard the growls
The footsteps before came with cries for help
Thoughts like… you could’ve helped them, you could’ve saved them, impacted my thinking
BUT
I got rid of them and wrote something knew. My path was to save my family.
And I had to stay focused on that
Nobody was insight
Then a shot was heard that boomed into my ears
The old ticker was beating faster
My eyes were moving quicker
There it was again
Then a roar came after
Then multiple fires
I was close to the exit and thats where I stopped. I took a peep and saw armed army guys with police firing at oncoming infected. There were plenty
Plenty to make you think they could stand a chace
“Ahh shit”
I walked back. Keeping my eyes on the fight in front of me.
Then I turned and quickly walked to find another exit.
My breathing stuttered.
I slowed down my walking
Two parts of the mind telling me different things.
Run through it you’re wasting time
OR
Find another way out
I then woke the fuck up and came up with a plan that the modern human being should’ve come up with before they set foot in looking for someone.
The mobile phone…
I quickly took it out with shaky hands and walked away from the battle ground.
IT RANG
“Come on, pick up, pick up”
But no answer. I tried again kept my eyes open. Looking everywhere for any oncoming infected.
“Please, pick up”
I shook in every bone in my body. With the shooting in the distance gettng further and further away as I walked.
But still loud
I didn’t give up on the one call that would make life a little more easier. To know if her and the kids were ok.
I had to
Giving up on that call wasn’t an option
“God damn it”
I waited… put my palm onto my forehead and felt the sweat of panic
The cold sweat
Run down my face
And in the end the voice that I had been waiting for had answered
“Dad?!” She answered, her enjoyement heard
A lot of commotion was heard in the background. I could’nt really hear her. I had to really concentrate and do the best I could to talk to her.
To settle her down
To let her know that I would do anything to get to her
To keep her safe
No way was I going to fucking lose her
“Evelyn?” I sobbed, “oh my god, Evelyn can you hear me?!”
“Dad?! Where’re in the square, the army have blocked it off, we’re safe, but I need to come and find you, where’re you?!”
“No! Stay where you’re, I will reach you, don’t move, I’m coming…! Evelyn?!”
“Please dad, hurry?!”
The call ended
Only one thing on my mind
One thing left to do
Get to them
I quickly picked up the pace
Walking turned into jogging
THEN
With a quick flip of the coin and with me being on the losing side
A cry and a burst out of nowhere
A body came crashing down
“Aaaaaaah!” He shouted
From the top floor he crashed.  Right in front of me. I gazed upon him. He twitched, looked at me and stretched his hand out toward me. A silent cry for help. Then he was gone. His neck was dripping with blood and so was his shoulder. Gaping holes
Bite marks
In both of them
A familiar sound was then heard.
A roar that punched holes through my spine.
A scream
A roar
Then many shot out from out of nowhere. Their quickness was frightening. My eyes widened and the only thing I could do was run.
Run like hell
Run for my life

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