Authors: Marcus Blakeston
“Yes, we all are. But we need to seal off that door before the zombies get in. Is there anyone else with you?”
“Um… no, just me.”
The woman, and two of the men with her, went into one of the nearby shops and came out with arms full of metal display shelving. They skirted around the dishevelled man and headed for the exit door with them, then piled them up around it.
Tom and Kylie stepped out of the shop they were hiding in. Tom went to help the others barricade the door, while Kylie picked up Britney and headed for the escalator. The woman and child stared down at her, open-mouthed. Kylie smiled up at her.
“I’m Kylie, this is Britney,” she said as she walked up the escalator. “Are you in the army? Will the others be here soon?”
The woman shook her head. “No. There’s nobody left out there, they’re all dead. It’s just those things left out there now.” The boy started to cry, and the woman picked him up. “I’m Lynn. This is my son, Tommy.”
“Hello Tommy,” Kylie said, smiling at the boy. “You’re going to like living here, there’s lots of toys to play with and everything. And I bet you like chocolate, don’t you? Well there’s lots of that here too.”
“Is it safe here?” Lynn asked.
Kylie looked down at the exit door and nodded. “It is now.”
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