All That I See - 02

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Author: Shane Gregory
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hell....well, yeah, shit we followed you here but jus' so's we could be sure and ever'thang. I ain't lyin' or nuthin'; we're jus' as harmless as the day is long."
    "Who's Helen?" I asked.
    "Helen's a lady I picked up on the way. She's hurt her foot and ever'thang, and I'm 'fraid she's got the tetanus. You ain't no doctor are ya?"
    "No," I said. "There's a doctor in town, though."
    "Well, it'd shore mean the world to me if you'd tell me where, 'cause I'm 'fraid she's got the tetanus and everthang."
    I pulled my goggles back down and looked out toward the house.
    "Maybe we should go back and get her while most of the infected are away," I said.
    "It'd sh ore mean the world if ya would.”
    I went up to the back door and knocked. Sara entered the sunroom/back porch with her goggles down and carrying a shotgun.
    "It's okay, Sara," I said.
    She opened the door.
    "Sara, this is...What's your name?"
    "Ever'body calls me Corndog."
    "Corndog," Sara said.
    "We're going over to get his friend," I said. "Now looks like a good time."
    Sara looked out toward the house with the night vision.
    "There's still a bunch of them out there," she said. "It doesn't look safe."
    "I know," I said, "but she's hurt."
    "I f you're going, then I'm going.”
    "I'd rather you--"
    "I'm going."
    "Then we go right now," I said.
    Sara went back in the house.
    "Please to have met you," Corndog called out after her.
     
    Sara and I left with Corndog. She and I armed ourselves. Sara took the AR-15 and I took the M4. We each took a handgun as well, holstered. Corndog asked if he could take a weapon, so we gave him the baseball bat. He seemed harmless enough, but we weren't willing to put a gun in his hands just yet.
    It was two blocks in the dark. The night vision made it easier, especially since the zombies couldn't see any better than they could before. The dogs were a concern, but I figured, given the choice, they'd go for the rotten meat before us. I held Corndog's hand and led him to the house so he wouldn't have to turn on his flashlight. It was still drizzling rain, and it was very dark.
    Once inside, Corndog locked the door and turned his flashlight on long enough to light an oil lamp. We lifted our goggles.
    "Helen, it's me!" he called out. Then he looked at us and said, "She's upstairs and ever'thang.”
    We followed him up the stairs to a bedroom. The blinds were closed, and there were four candles lit in the room. Helen was on the bed. She was spread eagle with every wrist and ankle tied to a bed post. She was about a hundred pounds over-weight and completely naked. She had a tattoo of Betty Boop on her leg just above her ankle. Next to the bed, her clothes were in a pile on a chair. It was a uniform from a fastfood restaurant. There was a nametag attached to the shirt that sa id, "Hello! My name is HELEN.”
    She snarled and hissed at us.
    Sara gasped and raised her weapon. Corndog grabbed the end of the AR-15 and forced it down.
    "Don't you dare hurt her," he said.
    "What the hell is this?" I said. "Man, she's sick."
    "She's just got the tetanus, that's all. Look at her foot and ever'thang."
    Two of the toes on her right foot were a black scabby mess.
    "Oh my God," Sara whimpered. "What have you....what...?"
    "We need to git her to a doctor," he said.
    "Have you been having sex with her?" Sara said, stepping back against the wall.
    Corndog went over to Helen and stroked her face.
    "It makes her feel better," he said. "Don't it, baby?"
    "We're leaving," I said.
    "Aw, hell's bells, y'all!" Corndog said. "Hell's fuckin' bells!"
    "I'm sorry," I said, "but we don't want any part of this."
    "Y'all ain't good people," he said. "They ain't no good, Helen."
    Sara went out of the room. I started after her, and Corndog came at me with the bat.
    The bat was a blur, I lifted my arm. There was something like a flash of light and then a scream.
     
    I opened my eyes. I was staring at a rug. My head hurt like crazy. I pushed myself up onto my right elbow trying to

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