Leaving the Shack

Zombie games are out! I guess I should try writing my own story now.
It's about a brother and a sister that have to survive 'zombies' and stuff. Influences from just about anything about zombies and survival. Feedback is appreciated!


2. Chocolates

Maize wiped the liquid off his neck and looked up at his unidentified defender. The man looked back down at him, wielding a slightly bent golf club. As he tossed it between his hands, he began to speak, "The name is Reese. Like the candy. Not Reese Witherspoon. And I repeat my question, what the fuck are you doing here?"

  Maize propped himself up on his elbows, "Nice to meet you too. My name is Maize. And I don't understand the question. What are YOU doing here?" 

  "Me? I guess I'm just looking for the fucking promise land, what does it look like to you?" he said as he waved his hands in the air.

 "Why do you have a whole fucking abode here? It's not safe at all. Your defenses are low and you're all alone."   

"Actually, I'm not alone. And I'm just living. I set up a constant food source, I have a nice small house that doesn't attract much attention from those things and there's a river down the way. I'm not sure there's anything else I could need."

   "Nothing else? You're completely isolated! You need to put yourself out there to the world. Make a contribution. Now join my society," said Reese as he pretended to hit gold balls with his club.   

  "Calm down, if you're going to keep yelling at me, I'm not going to join your gang."   Reese stopped swinging his club and dropped his head, "Sorry. I didn't mean to. And it's not a gang. I'm going to single handedly rebuild society. And I want you to be a part of it." 

  As the conversation went on, Heather watched from afar. She was unsure of what to make of the stranger. He was a tall brunette with dull gray eyes. He was small with strong arms and heavy hands. His chin was round and his jaw was sharp. He had a feminine poise to himself and he was very well groomed. 

  Maize thought about the proposition and replied, "I'll only join your little thing if I benefit from it. As in an exchange. I can provide services and supplies for other services and supplies."

  "I like the sound of that! Now come meet the gang at my encampment, it about a ten minutes walk from here, let's go!"

  Maize stood up with the help of Reese and Reese began to walk away. The shack door swung open and Heather ran towards them urgently, "Wait!" 

  At the sound of her young voice, Reese jumped. He turned around and looked at Heather. He squinted at Maize. "You didn't tell me you had a...problem..." he said as he covered his mouth with one hand and pointed at Heather with the other. 

 Maize slapped Reese in the back of the head and grabbed Heather's hand. "Come on Heather, let's see what Reese has to offer."

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