The wind howled in my ears, making it difficult to hear all the questions I was being bombarded with.
"Who's this dude?"
"Where did Sam go?"
"Where were you?"
"What are you covered in?"
"Everybody, shut up!" I yelled.
"Sorry, it's just that we're kinda curious as to what just happened five minutes ago," Audrey declared.
"Okay then. Sam is dead, this is Alex, I found an apartment complex, and a zombie howled at me. Does that answer your questions?" I demanded. Audrey nodded, looking quite satisfied.
"Wait, you never said what you were covered in," Keidron said.
"Oh, that's zombie brains and coagulated blood," I replied, picking at my shirt. Keidron made a face.
The truck started to slow down and veer off to the right. A sign flashed by that read 'Rest Area' in big bold letters.
"Great. Who has to wazz?" Sydney demanded.
The truck jolted to a stop. I leapt out of the bed and landed onto the cold, hard pavement. I averted my attention to the candy machines underneath the gazebo. I grinned and wandered off in that direction.
"Ooh, gonna get some candy?" Sydney asked, making me jump. I didn't notice her.
"Yeah. Gonna get some yummy Hershey: Air Delights," I replied, rubbing my hands together and licking my lips hungrily.
"Oh my God, that sounds really good right now!" She exclaimed.
"Come on. Let's go smash open that machine," I told her, and we took off running towards it.
I smacked my hand against the glass when I realized what was inside.
"What the hell is all this shit?" I demanded. "It's all fucking banana chips!" Banana chips are disgusting! Dried bananas doesn't strike me as appetising.
"Shit just got fucking serious," Sydney cursed, kicking the machine.
"There's gotta be something good in this one," I said and moved to the machine behind the first. There was bloody smear all down the glass, as if a zombie wanted to get some chocolate but got pissed at all the crackers.
"What the hell is up with all the crackers and banana chips? I want to at least gain a few pounds!" Sydney exclaimed.
"Well, maybe there's some more machines inside the building," I said.
"Yeah, maybe," Sydney replied.
We started off along the concrete path towards the door. I stopped dead in my tracks. My blood ran cold as a deadly howl split through the air. I looked over my shoulder in the direction of the truck and saw a frenzy of zombies charge out of nowhere and attack our unsuspecting group.