Trying to Survive (Part 3) Read Online Free Page A

accompanied by car alarms… Definitely not getting any sleep tonight…  
       Veronica was so busy studying them that she almost didn’t pick up the figure moving through the trees. At first she just assumed it was another shredder, but soon realized it had to be a regular man. He was crouched down, and seemed to be observing the pack as well. When she saw the shotgun, she rushed over to the hole in the wall.
       Allen had just finished cutting out a body sized section on the other side, and was about to start cutting again when Veronica’s frantic voice stopped him. “There’s someone outside! They came to check out the car alarms.”
       Allen paused for a moment and said “Take a few steps back. Fuck this, I’m just gonna kick through – they won’t hear it. Go try and get his attention!”
       “He’s got a shotgun. He can help us.” Veronica said before she ran back to the window.
       As Allen began kicking his way through the wall, Veronica stood at the window and waited for an opportunity to wave her arms without being seen by any of the shredders, but it never came. By the time Allen joined her, the man was already out of sight.
       Just as Veronica said “Shit! I couldn’t do anything. If I started flailing my arms around they would have spotted me” one of the car alarms cut off.
       Allen sarcastically remarked “Only four more to go.”
       “Ugh… How long will they last? The one that just stopped was an older car, so the battery was probably near dead anyway.”
       Allen shrugged and crinkled his forehead. He wondered what would make her think he could possibly know something like that. “I have no idea. I’d assume if the battery is somewhat new it’ll take hours. Some of them might even still be going off by morning… But I do think some companies make them so they shut off automatically after a set amount of time.” He turned to her. “Don’t expect to get any sleep tonight.”
       Veronica scoffed “Yeah… Well, a least it might help drown out those horrible screams we’ve been having to hear every night for the last week.”
       “That’s a good thing, Veronica. They’ll eventually kill themselves off. There aren’t any people around for them to eat, so it’s just going to get worse and worse as the days pass.”
       “It looks like some of them are actually starving away.” She pointed at an especially thin female with short blonde hair. “Look how skinny that one is – and there’s no blood on her… It actually looks like she’s dying.”
       Allen began shaking his head. “I don’t think they’ll starve to death in a couple of weeks like we would. Like you pointed out earlier – they aren’t human anymore.”
       Another car alarm stopped sounding – this time, on one of the newer models. An idea came to Allen, and the slightest bit of excitement broke through, momentarily softening his stone-like expression. “I think you were right. He was probably here to see if some other survivors set them off on purpose.”
       “Yeah.”
       “Well, it’s almost dark, so I doubt he’ll stay out there for long. He’ll probably hide out in one of the apartments close by.”
       Veronica turned to him, frowned and brought her hand to her hip in a displeased fashion. “You’re not about to suggest going out to look for him tomorrow, are you?”
       “No, of course not. But once a few more of those alarms stop – if we start setting off more he should get the message and come back around.”
       Veronica fell back onto the couch and folded her arms. “Now that I think about it… Do we really want to try and make contact with this guy? We have no idea who he is. He might use that gun to rob us.”
       “Yeah, I guess there’s a decent chance he could be a piece of shit.” Allen grasped his broad jaw. “But I’m telling you Veronica – larger numbers and weapons are exactly what we need. He might even have more guns,