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Perplexed in a matter of apocalyptic confusion, I scratched at the inside corners of my brain. I wanted to say it but I know it wouldn’t mean the same thing any more. I said it any way, “Wow, Jordan having a bunch of guns. It’s a sign of the Epocolypse.” I said with as much humor as I could muster which unfortunately was not much. The room got quite and cold. I took the right guns from Jordan’s hands, holding them for a brief moment to make sure it was all real. These things kept playing with my mind. I would have never guessed Jordan would hide any of that form me. I would pride myself over guns as magnificent as these. It almost made me mad, almost. Then I remember why there are guns in my hands and let the thought fly away.

“What if some how we beat the riots and tried to control the situation. If we pulled together now the zombie thing wouldn’t seem so bad for a long time.” I thought out loud. At this point we had made it back to the entry way of our apartment. I look at Tyler, hoping he could have some input as well all the while squeezing down on Jordan’s hand.

My mind was racing with the possibilities. There where so many things that could happen from here. There where se many variables that it made every move imperative. It is extremely important that we do everything for a purpose.

“We don’t have to worry about many of the riots, I say we try to stay out of trouble but do what we can to store up. I don’t have many groceries here but we should take what we can. I will go get gear to carry stuff in while you guys grab whatever would be easy to carry. I want to find a good location so it’s going to take some hunting around.” I said taking more of a leardership role. I didn’t want to make all the choices. I don’t really even feel like I was making all the choices, just being the one to get it all started.

“hmmm…well I guess I could always work on my aim.” I say as I fully taking in what Tyler was saying. It made since if you looked at everything form a very negative way, quite frankly though, I didn’t have many other ways to look at all of this. The only thing I could really do was crack a few stupid jokes and pretend that every thing was all right.

“We should probably find ourselves a hiding place too. If the cops get involved they are going to want to confiscate out weapons and control what we do. I don’t want any one in charge of my actions other then myself. “I added and moved to a window to look out of. Just as I had thought there would be, there where sirens ringing out from all over town. It looked as though to me as if they where putting up blockades and fences. Those idiots., they don’t just cage up the zombies, they cage us up too.

“Baby, you know that’s not what it’s about.” I covered quickly; hopping any amount of words could make ground for my fashionable mistake. It was so like me, forgetfulness would be the end of me some day. No irony intended, hopefully. I doubled after her in a breath of more to say but thought better of it.

“Tyler, I truly believe finding a better place then my apartment is the best idea at this point. Get some food and we can think of it over dinner. It may be the last clam meal we get in a long time.” I add with a chuckle to myself. The fear of the words hid gracefully behind my laughs. I took the lead quickly. My shared kitchen was the last sane place in the house. I didn’t want to lose control here too. Alas there was no hope. The room was flushed with hyped vibes amidst the oncoming army. Food was so hard to focus on. I barely had an appetite.

“I love you Jordan, sorry it seemed like I was paying attention to your comment. I truly was, it was just Tyler’s words I heard last.” I explained, leaning close to her affect to snag a kiss. I knew I wouldn’t get it right away but I hopped me eagerness would show I was sincere. On a serious note I did take into consideration Jordan’s words. It was the combined tow to one that got me to change my mind. I still felt strongly for my point of view, but I was going to force us into my way with so much at stake.

From outside the house sirens could be heard taking on the growing crowds. There was some loud arguing but no screams. I was praying that they would never be converted into screams and the sounds of laud moaning. My own emotions encountered more of a keen sense of things the more on the edge I became. Any food that was made was brought back into the living room where the news entailed the horrible news.

No one could have been prepared for the stream of death that unraveled its way into the streets. As if a minor part in a three step terrorist attack, first being the buildings blowing up, second being the chaotic streets, and the big finally... that’s right… the horde of zombies. It was obvious to me now that I have seen and heard one that there was nothing human about them any more. They grunted and shrilled like demons stuck in a fleshy cell waiting to spread their darkness upon the earth. With as epically apocalyptic as the things represented, I found no foul in ending their spree. It was no time however to use any bullets on them, for that would only be a waste and attract attention. Jordan, Tyler, and I were still well on the move. My muscles strained with every stair I climb after the first 20 or so flights. Staying off the streets was a huge priority so obviously going up was the easiest way to accomplish that goal. I'm sure the others were dying with exhaust as well but we continued to move. Once I made it to the roof for a good view from a big time marketing head quarters building, I collapsed into a well deserved rest. In that moment I truly grasp the enlightenment against the illusion of hope. An entire city went down in one meager run. Yeah I knew there was probably thousands of groups just like mine but I wasn't counting on any of them. It was the three of us for now on.