truck.
“Are you sure she’s not one of them?” Clark asked. “Just take a look at her.”
“She mumbled some words, or tried too. Besides, for some inexplicable reason, zombies don’t eat each other.
“Can you blame them?”
“Anyway, she’s devastated but not a corpse… yet.”
“What the heck happened to her?”
“This is for a doctor to say. We need to take her to a hospital.”
“So, I guess it’s back to multiple signs walled city .”
“We have no choice. In the meantime, we got a new mate in our bunch. Let’s try to get to know her.”
ACT 12
Hector and Vince were thrown on the floor like two sacks of cement. Some people working on stations around turned scared at them, surely disapproving the way those two men had just been treated. They’ve all had similar experiences.
“Back off!” A man in uniform screamed, pointing a semi-automatic machine gun to the general direction of the workers in that sector. “You know the drill, scumbag!”
“I told you we can’t stay here!” Vince cried, still on the floor. “We know nothing of power stations!”
“Your problem, buddy.”
Then, all armed thugs who escorted Hector and Vince left, closing heavy, thick metal doors behind them.
“I’m not your buddy, asshole!” Vince muttered.
Two workers came to help the brothers standing up.
“We also knew nothing of this business when those suckers dumped us here, mano .” One of them said. “By the way, my name is Pedro and this is Raul.”
“I’m Hector, this is Vince.” He said breathlessly.
“Welcome aboard.”
Once back on his feet, Hector went straight to the door and tried to force it open.
“Help me here, Vince.”
And his brother joined him in the task.
“Don’t bother mano.” Pedro said. “Believe me, many of us already tried that many times over, even with some heavy tools we have at our disposal. It won’t budge.”
Hector and Vince were indeed sweating a lot. And the doors didn’t move an inch.
“Yes.” Hector panted. “Better rethink our strategy.”
“Perhaps when they come back, we can jump them.” Vince suggested.
“Good man.”
“If they come back, it will be to give you hell.” Raul warned. “And you can’t fight them.”
“Now, if you please follow me, mano, we got two free monitoring stations.” Pedro spoke. “Guess they belong to you now. Don’t worry, we teach you everything you need to know.”
But Vince and Hector did not move.
“Except for one little problem, mano” Hector said. “We’re not going to do a damn thing until somebody tells us what’s going on here!”
“I tell you what’s going on here.” Raul said. “You’ve been selected to the distinguished basement of troublemakers. We keep water and power running for the riches, and in return they pretend we do not exist. And believe me, it’s a blessing.”
“And if you don’t do what you’re told, it’s all our asses in a sling.” Pedro completed with an anguished face.
“Is that so?”
“It is so, yes. You’re not the first one who tries to do something about and got others seriously screwed up.”
Hector took some steps ahead and looked around. He estimated about thirty people working in that sector.
“And how do we survive in here?” He asked.
“They give us food and water, but just enough. We work business hours, then we are allowed to retire to some bunks, but we never leave this place. It’s been a long time since I’ve last seen the sun. I show you where everything is, including our not so hygienic sanitary facilities.”
“Those I could use.” Vince said.
“Oh, but I don’t work for a plate of food, my friend.” Hector retorted dangerously loud. “I work to enrich my soul and make an honest buck. That’s right, if I work, I demand to be paid in money! Mister Lincoln did a great job finishing slavery and I’m not willing to let it go to
“Are you sure she’s not one of them?” Clark asked. “Just take a look at her.”
“She mumbled some words, or tried too. Besides, for some inexplicable reason, zombies don’t eat each other.
“Can you blame them?”
“Anyway, she’s devastated but not a corpse… yet.”
“What the heck happened to her?”
“This is for a doctor to say. We need to take her to a hospital.”
“So, I guess it’s back to multiple signs walled city .”
“We have no choice. In the meantime, we got a new mate in our bunch. Let’s try to get to know her.”
ACT 12
Hector and Vince were thrown on the floor like two sacks of cement. Some people working on stations around turned scared at them, surely disapproving the way those two men had just been treated. They’ve all had similar experiences.
“Back off!” A man in uniform screamed, pointing a semi-automatic machine gun to the general direction of the workers in that sector. “You know the drill, scumbag!”
“I told you we can’t stay here!” Vince cried, still on the floor. “We know nothing of power stations!”
“Your problem, buddy.”
Then, all armed thugs who escorted Hector and Vince left, closing heavy, thick metal doors behind them.
“I’m not your buddy, asshole!” Vince muttered.
Two workers came to help the brothers standing up.
“We also knew nothing of this business when those suckers dumped us here, mano .” One of them said. “By the way, my name is Pedro and this is Raul.”
“I’m Hector, this is Vince.” He said breathlessly.
“Welcome aboard.”
Once back on his feet, Hector went straight to the door and tried to force it open.
“Help me here, Vince.”
And his brother joined him in the task.
“Don’t bother mano.” Pedro said. “Believe me, many of us already tried that many times over, even with some heavy tools we have at our disposal. It won’t budge.”
Hector and Vince were indeed sweating a lot. And the doors didn’t move an inch.
“Yes.” Hector panted. “Better rethink our strategy.”
“Perhaps when they come back, we can jump them.” Vince suggested.
“Good man.”
“If they come back, it will be to give you hell.” Raul warned. “And you can’t fight them.”
“Now, if you please follow me, mano, we got two free monitoring stations.” Pedro spoke. “Guess they belong to you now. Don’t worry, we teach you everything you need to know.”
But Vince and Hector did not move.
“Except for one little problem, mano” Hector said. “We’re not going to do a damn thing until somebody tells us what’s going on here!”
“I tell you what’s going on here.” Raul said. “You’ve been selected to the distinguished basement of troublemakers. We keep water and power running for the riches, and in return they pretend we do not exist. And believe me, it’s a blessing.”
“And if you don’t do what you’re told, it’s all our asses in a sling.” Pedro completed with an anguished face.
“Is that so?”
“It is so, yes. You’re not the first one who tries to do something about and got others seriously screwed up.”
Hector took some steps ahead and looked around. He estimated about thirty people working in that sector.
“And how do we survive in here?” He asked.
“They give us food and water, but just enough. We work business hours, then we are allowed to retire to some bunks, but we never leave this place. It’s been a long time since I’ve last seen the sun. I show you where everything is, including our not so hygienic sanitary facilities.”
“Those I could use.” Vince said.
“Oh, but I don’t work for a plate of food, my friend.” Hector retorted dangerously loud. “I work to enrich my soul and make an honest buck. That’s right, if I work, I demand to be paid in money! Mister Lincoln did a great job finishing slavery and I’m not willing to let it go to
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