Free Hell Bound (Book 1): A Vacation From Hell by Kathy Dinisi Page A

scared too; all these people make me nervous,” Mathew says as he scans the line of cars around us.
                  Moving ever so slowly, we are finally able to pump gas. This time Mathew runs into the store to pay for the gas. So Kat and I didn’t have to. I’m getting the feeling the man with the shotgun inside the store made Mathew a little uncomfortable.
                  I start pumping gas inside of the ten gallon tank, when I hear tons of loud screeching screams coming from the bushes behind the gas station. I grab Kat’s hand and squeeze it tight. She’s looking around for the source of the scream; she pulls out her knife and holds it in her hand by her side.
                  Mathew is by our side defensively protecting us. I’m about to finish fueling the ten gallon tank when I see a man running down the street screaming. I hurry and screw the lid on the gas tank as fast as I can “let’s go,” I yell panicking.
                  The man screaming runs inside the gas station and slams the door shut behind him. The glass door rattles; six zombies run out of the bushes after him. Mathew grabs the tank out of my hand and screams at us “RUN! To the car.”
                  Running as fast as my feet will take me back down the street where our car is, I take a look behind me and the zombies are chasing after all of the people that were at the gas station.
                  The vehicles that were behind us at the pumps make a u-turn and drive away from the zombies. I hope they got enough gas to last them until the next gas station.
                  I hear screaming coming from the store and see some of the customers running out. We can hear a loud popping noise coming from the inside of the gas station, several customers run out of the store, screaming for help.
                  We don’t stop running until we get to the car. Mathew unlocks the car door and flips open the gas tank on the right side of the car. Kat and I stand guard next to Mathew just in case we see zombies. He finishes fueling the car and each of us gets inside of our car. “The zombies are moving fast,” I say out loud, breathless.
                  “Way too fast! Try your phone again Sam,” Mathew ask trying to catch his breath.
                  I hand him and Kat some water as I grab my phone and notice a text message from Jennifer.
        “I got a text from Jennifer!” I yell. “It says I’m on my way to your parent’s house; I was able to get some food and water and a gun. The hospitals are over feeling with sick people. National Guard is everywhere; try to stay away from all major highways and roads,” I pause to catch my breath.
       “I’m so glad she’s ok and she was smart enough to get some supplies,” I say, relieved.
                  “This thing must be bad if the state called the National Guard,” Mathew says.
         “Did you get anything from my sister?” Kat asked, looking worried.
        “No Kat I’m sorry. I’m sure she’s ok,” I say, taking a peek at Mathew, he looks at me with a questionable look. He’s thinking the same thing I am.
                  She might not have made it. But neither of us will admit it. She doesn’t need a nervous breakdown right now. We need to keep each other safe healthy and strong.
                  We stay in the car not moving from our little hiding spot a little bit longer; trying to look at the map and figure out where we’re at, or the best route to the gas station that Kat mentioned.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
    Chapter 11
    Be ready for the revelation of the truth
    -Elia M. Ramollah-
                 
                 
     
     
                               
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