Harrowed Halls

GM: Mike Byrd

Harry Babcock, lawyer (Steve)
Bill O’Malley, fireman (Mike)
Luke “Channel 4” Deering, news anchorman (Ben)
Vladimir Vasilevich, car mechanic (Owen)

I was currently holed up in a supermarket with a few of other survivors and O’Malley’s kid. I hate kids. A couple we had met at the supermarket had left their SUV at the gas station. The zombies had run them off while they were trying to fill the SUV’s tank up.  We needed the SUV since my Smart car could only hold 2 comfortably. A plan was hatched to lure the zombies away from the gas station. I would drive the Smart car, with Vlad as a passenger, to the gas station and we would slowly lure the zombies away. In the meantime O’Malley and Channel 4 would sneak through the back of the gas station to the SUV, fill its tank, and drive off to pick up the rest of the survivors.

Channel 4 was restless though and nearly forgot the plan and wanted to head to the gas station early.  O’Malley was ready to stop him with physical force if necessary. He looked almost as if he wanted Channel 4 to bolt. As it was, Vlad and I soon had our own troubles. Things were going fine until we got trapped between two hordes of walking dead. I decided on the bold maneuver of gunning it down another street while firing my shotgun at the zombies—to attract their attention. I had failed to mention to anyone that coming from the big city, I’d never learned how to drive a car. The car smashed into a building after I lost control of it during the turn. Vlad was nearly hurt, but he’s a tough one that Vlad. I did get my shot off though…in a big way. The round blew up in the chamber nearly taking my hand off, but it was enough to get the zombies attention and they were back after us. Vlad and me hopped out of the car and ran down the street to the market to join the others and wait for O’Malley and Channel 4 to return.

In the meantime Channel 4 had got sidetracked in the hardware store across the street. He was looking for a chainsaw. He’d obviously seen too many zombie survival movies. Those things are heavy, loud, and you have to get real close to a zombie to use it. Not what I would call the perfect zombie killing weapon.  O’Malley seemed to have a good time at the gas station judging from the booze and porno magazines he returned with. He also had a satisfied smile on his face, but I didn’t ask him about that. He was able to get the SUV filled up and brought it around for the rest of us. I’ll say one thing for O’Malley; you can count on him to get the job done. We pointed the SUV out of town looking for the nearest airport. Our destination: Hawaii.

There were some glitches at the beginning of the trip out of town. The SUV broke down almost immediately. Fortunately O’Malley came through again. He had brought a bunch of hoses and belts with him from the gas station. Soon we were up and running again. We drove all night and in the morning light saw an airport. We needed a pilot though, so we began looking for survivors. We entered the main terminal and were immediately beset by walking dead. Channel 4 got himself into quite a pickle. I thought he was a goner. But just about the time I was going to put a bullet through his skull; O’Malley turned up again and saved the day. O’Malley uses a fire axe as if he was born to it. O’Malley also gave me an M-16 from his duffle bag since I’d lost my shotgun. I’m beginning to like that gun. A three-round burst to the head takes a zombie down pretty easily. Let’s just hope I don’t run out of bullets.

We secured an area in the main terminal. Now all we had to do was find a pilot.

Harry Babcock