Terrance awoke from the sound of water from the sink. Molly was grabbing a drink.

Molly looked back at Terrance who was still sitting on the ground with Retia.

“Molly, can we talk?” Terrance stared at Molly's black leggings which had a tiny rip on her right calf.

“No.” Molly replied and looked at herself in the mirror.

“Molly, please don’t be like this.”

“NO, Terrance, i've had enough, it was never enough.”

“Molly settle down, you're not making sense of anything.”

“My whole life, I worked hard for what little I had, then this sickness came along and ruined my life and killed my only family left in this world.”

“Molly…” “No, Terrance, I've had enough. Prior to all this I Thought about leaving, taking my little Brother Shane with me.”

“But.” “I often wondered how life would be without me.” “Molly?”

“Last night I watched you Let my little brother be shot dead.”

“He was a fucking Undead. What did you expect me to do turn him back to the living like im the second coming of jesus fucking christ!”

Molly started to cry. “ I Should of left the other week, me and Shane, maybe he would have been alive.”

“THen fucking leave!” Terrance shouted.

Molly stood at the sinks Silently looking at Retia and Terrance. “You two deserve each other.”

Molly started to run out the bathroom.

“Molly, don’t… I didn’t…” Terrance said, reaching out to the air but Molly left the bathroom.

“Just let her go, she was just in the way of us anyway.” Retia said, rubbing the side of Terances face.

Terrance started to get up. But Retia stopped him. Pulling his pants down and reaching for his cock.

“Retia, Really?” Terrance couldn't resist letting Retia tongue kiss his genitalia.

Molly walked out the bathroom down the lobby looking at the morning sunlight coming through the Roof top windows. Then she saw the main doors were being pushed against by a crowd of undead with grins of pain and mutilated faces. Their moans and shrieks of pain filled the outdoors. A huge crowd of undead gathered in the main front parking lot.

Molly walked up to the undead seeing the faces she noticed a lot from her community.

She started to cry.

“Molly, what the hell are you doing over there?” Warren called out.

“I'm going to let in the dead Warren, are you going to shoot them all.”

“Molly! Nooo!” Warren held up his sks and aimed at the front doors. Molly turned back to the door she reached down and took out the ax from the door handle then opened the doors and let the crowd of undead in.

The first Undead pushed in and wrapped his arms around Molly and shredded her arms with his teeth. More undead moshed their way into the building.

Warren started to shoot then stopped seeing his sister in the crowd.

Warren aimed the sks at her but he just couldn't shoot his sister. She walked up and sank her teeth into Warren's arm as he tried to stop her last second.

Warren's kids and wife ran into the back offices while the Undead followed them.

Terrance opened the door and Taco ran out into the crowd attacking an undead. The dead surrounded him and ripped the dog apart. Terrance looked at Molly being torn into.

Retia pulled Terrance into the meeting chambers.

The Undead banged the walls, loud knocking and moans were all that could be heard.

Retia looked at Terrance who had a lost look to his eyes she had never seen before.

“They… were.. .just, torn….. Apart….” Terrance stared at the huge doors that the undead banged upon.

Retia opened the doors to the chief's office which led to the back offices.

Retia started to look through the chief's cabinets. “Sweet gun chief.” Retia rotated the hand pistol in the air examining the gun. She then put it down on the desk. Then opened the desk drawers.

“ Holy fuck.”

Terrance walked in the office to see Retia pull out a huge bag of cocaine. “Is that?”

Terrance questioned looking at the huge brick of cocaine on the table.

“Yup the chief's cocaine.”

“Which I will be taking.” Retia and Terrance both looked up. The chief had a double barrel shotgun pointed at them both.

“Now pass the pistol and no one will be hurt.”

“Retia don’t pas.”

But before he could finish

Retia pushed the gun towards him. It glided across the desk and into his hand which he then put the gun into his side holster.

“How did you get back in?” Terrance asked.

The chief held up his keys.

“Through the back dummy.” The chief smiled, keeping the aim at Terrance. Then the chief looked at Retia eyeing her up and down like a steak in prison.

“Now then missy, you have a choice stay here with Terrance and the Dead or come with me and be my cocaine fuck slave take your pick but either way the cocaine is leaving with me.”

“Retia, think this through.”

But before Terrance could finish Retia was walking over to the chief with the cocaine block in hands.

“Retia what the fuck? You were just sucking my dick in the washroom?”

“Yeah, but now I suck the Chief’s dick for cocaine.” Retia continued to walk towards the Chief.

“You fucking BITCH!” Terrance walked towards Retia with a balled up fist.

A shot rang through the top of his right shoulder. Sending him on his back knocking the air out of him.

“Ouch that's gotta hurt.” The chief walked up and put the gun to Terrance’s head.

“I was shot once back in 2016. Still was elected chief that same year and secretly had the little puke killed.” “IT hurt then and it probably hurts right now doesn't it Terrance, here let me help make all this pain go away.” Then the chief pulled the trigger and the hand gun went click. “Well look at that, the creator must have a different way for you to die.” The Chief lifted the gun from his head and emptied the round to check the bottom. “Well if there wasn't a better time for a dud round to be in the box.” The chief smiled and stood back up. Then he placed his hand on Retias' back and started to walk out the back to the offices.

Terrance laid there In agony. After awhile the pain faded Then he got up feeling the blood on his shoulder being sticky.

“Cleanly through the muscle.”

Terrance looked out the window in the back. The area was a small field.

Surrounded by trees the dead were around but the crowd was in the front of the building.

Terrance walked to the offices. Stopping to the sound of wimpers coming from the offices.

Terrance saw Warren's wife hugging her children. Terrance continued to walk down the hall.

Terrance opened the door and the sunlight hit his eyes. Terrance climbed over the railing and walked down the field.

He stopped after noticing his wound started to drip blood.

Terrance stretched and ripped his sweater tearing it into some tying pieces. Terrance wrapped his shoulder till it was covered like a bandage.

He continued to walk down the field. Stopping at the road to look and see if he saw anyone.

The road was empty with nothing in sight.

Terrance looked up at the gray cloudy sky which had the sun poking out from behind in places.

Terrance took a Deep Breath. Opening his eyes he continued down the reservation road.

“I got everyone killed. It was all my fault. She was right.”

Terrance walked on the gravel. The fires from last night have graying smoke now and the reservation was something Terrance only knew after check day. Silence on the reservation.

Tears fell from his face.

He wiped them. The Dead were all over in the distance. But Terrance didn't care for it. Walking asif he was a dead one himself. Nearing his house he walked in the driveway.

Terrance walked to the back door and climbed through the window. And sat on the couch and just layed there.feeling around for his weed. Then the memory hit him. The shotgun and the bag sitting on the women's washroom floor.

Terrance really started to cry the tears flowing down his cheeks. Then he just laid there silent.

He could hear the wind picking up against the house and then rain.

Terrance soon fell asleep.

“Terrance?”

Terrance woke up to hear a woman's voice saying his name.

But that wasn't the case, no one was in the house.

Terrance looked around. Then got up to grab a drink of water.

Then the memory hit him of the bottles behind the truck.

He opened the fridge to see some of Molly's wine bottles.

Haven’t had a Drink in ten years. Then He noticed the blue bottle he and Molly and Shane opened Last night. He put the wine bottle down and pulled the blue jug towards him.

He Grabbed a Drink. Then sat down at the table on the table was a rolled joint. He picked it up and looked for a lighter. He found one in his pocket and lit it up. He inhaled a huge drag of smoke. And filled the air with an exhale. The weed made some of the pain go away.

“I will always love you..” Terrance said out to the empty kitchen.

Terrance walked to the bathroom and started to clean out his shoulder wound. As much as it hurt him he needed to clean it. Using water from the blue jug he cleaned his wound and seen that a couple stitches would do the trick.

Terrance opened his fireman first aid and pulled out some plastic stitches which he placed on himself. Closing the wound he took the medication to help his body heal.

He toweled off the water drops on his body then walked to his and Molly's room.

Terrance sat on her side lying down on the bed where she laid, he smelt the scent of her hair still on the pillow. He started to cry. “Molly, I'm sorry I couldn't save you or Shane.”

Terrance laid there and fell asleep again to awaken in darkness. The house was pitch black. He closed his eyes and continued to sleep till the next day.

Terrance dreamt of him and Molly and Shane sitting by the lake having a fire.

Laughing and having a great time. The sunset on the lake with the glowing orange ambers of the fires. Molly leaned over to kiss him and as they kissed he woke up.

Looking at the ceiling in his empty room he sat up.

Terrance stood up to his feet and walked to the drawer and changed all his clothes taking off his shoes then all of his clothing standing naked he found some new shorts and jeans then a long sleeve shirt. Then he noticed he had no clean socks so he looked through their dirty laundry pile. He rummaged through the clothing and found a pair of light blue thong panties Molly always wore. Terrance smelt them and the scent of Molly was enough for him. Terrance stuffed them into his pocket and continued to throw clothing off to the side till he found a decent pair of socks to wear.

Terrance walked out the room down the hallway and to the back door he put on his rain jacket and warm winter hat. Climbed out the window and walked down the back steps.

The Rain pattered off his jacket but he continued down the road towards the townsite.

End of Chapter 005 Field of the Dead Written by Travis W. Copyright 2022