Helping Hand

Slade, woke up from a nightmare.Or was it. The trees were leafless.The clouds were dark and uninviting.The grass was dead or dying. No birds sang their songs. Where was everyone at? Slade felt as if he may be the last of his kind. The streets were empty. Slade got to his feet and checked his guns. 1

There were bands of post war zombies walking about searching for food. Wolvies were stalking in all the dark places. Slade knew he must find food soon. Some wolf stew would be just fine. 2

Slade had killed more zombies then he could count and still they came by the hundreds. it was time to leave the city. he walked south for days without confortation. Then he heard a cry .It seemed to be the cry of a baby. Could it be that he was not alone? He followed the cry to a stand of dead trees. There sat a young girl holding a baby. She drew back in fear at the sight of slade. He was over 6 ft. tall wide shoulders deep lines in his face. At the sight of the girl his face softend. He said, i am not here to harm you but to help you. At the sound of his voice the baby stopped crying and listened. Would you like a drink of water? She spoke as if she was not afraid,I would like to go home to my family.My name is maria. Would you please help us find our way?Slade knew deep inside he could never turn down a pretty lady.Where are you headed? Maria pointed north as slade turned to look that way Maria pulled a gun from behind her back and put 6 slugs in slade fast as lighting.Slade was falling to the ground and he looked at maria her face changed into a demon. The demon spoke up and said,well that should be the last of them...............................................3

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