Our truck got a flat tire. It happened at around 4:30 somewhere in Virginia. We couldn't keep driving like that and none of us knew how to change a tire and even if we did we would be sitting ducks out here. " So guys what are we gonna do." I asked leaning up against the side on the grey truck. Info sighed as she kicked the tire that had gone flat softly " I think we are going to have to either steal another car or find a place to live" She answered, crossing her arms.

"I say we make a base or at least a good hideout from the zombies" Lance said " I don't know how much longer I can deal with the motion sickness" He added and I nodded my head in agreement. I myself was feeling the queasy sickness lately. " I agree, besides there aren't any non-infected zones left to go to" I said. There really wasn't anywhere left to go.

I turned to Info " What do you think?" I asked and Info looked down at the road. " I think it's a good idea but if we do, we have to do it fast" Info claimed. "Alright then, let's get the supplies out of the truck and into a new car then we can go find an abandoned apartment complex or a tall building to hole up in" I stated. " Why those places?" Lance asked scrunching his brows. " Well unless you have a zombie apocalypse bunker hidden so where than I would suggest we get up somewhere high and barricade it" I answered him. Info nodded her approval " I agree, if we move to a place low the zombies would just dig us out" She declared and Lance shrugged knowing the protesting against Info was futile.

" Alright then, Info you go hijack another car that can fit all our supplies, Lance you come with me to unload the truck, we need to hurry" I said and looked around the horizon for zombies but thankfully no hoards or lone zombies seemed near. They would find us soon if we didn't move out of here fast enough and who knows if there's other humans around here that could try to kills us for our supplies. Believe or not but the smart people don't live the longest normally, it's the mentally sick people who can think just like a zombie would.

I went to the dusty, grey truck and unhooked the trunk door and grabbed one of the plastic, maroon colored storage bins that held most of our food. I set it on the road, Lance and I then started unloading the truck taking each box or container out at a time. Soon enough we heard the sound of a car turning over and coming to life. I turned around to see Info sitting in the front seat of a Volvo SUV that could easily carry all our supplies some where.

The three of us quickly transferred the supplies to the Volvo then loaded ourselves into the car. Once we started driving I felt immediately secured and safe. I hated being out in the open like that, made me feel vulnerable and not to mention it was getting dark. I'm not scared of the dark or anything (Lance could be) but zombies are way more "lively" during the night.

We drove around for about 25 or 30 minutes till we found this large apartment complex that was like a clump of hotels with about a dozen apartment buildings with two fortified ones in the middle. Every apartment was painted the same pale khaki green with some white parts. This would be good enough as long as we could get to the middle apartments and padlock all the doors and barricade the heck out of them.

" That place looks good enough" Info said out loud and turned to Lance and I for our opinions. Lance kind of just shrugged " Anything to get out this car" he said looking a bit green from car sickness. I nodded my head as we drove up the entree road and almost immediately a zombie with its left eye gouged out and half of its arm missing started running, well limping really quickly towards us. Info just sped up and ran straight over zombie causing reddish brown splatter to show up on the hood of the car. I rose a brow at Info's actions and she just smirked " It was in my way" she declared shrugging her shoulders like a badass. She weaved in between cars and buildings to the center apartments.

We got to the center apartment that looked to be abandoned but we made sure to take a lot of weapons with us as we went to scout out the building. I had my baseball bat that I had recently cleaned due to the continuous buildup of zombie blood and guts that always seemed present on the bat. I also had this super hammer thing that was like a hammer and stake combined into one and was made of solid steel. Info had found it and gave it to me. Lastly I had a tomahawk strapped to my side incase i somehow lost my bat and super hammer thing while battling zombies. It most likely won't happen but it's better to have on and not need one than need one and not have one.

Info on the other hand had an axe that we found in a fire truck that had crashed on a street we had drove on. We also found a first aid kit and sledge hammer in that fire truck. Addition had the machete from two days ago when she had to climb that skinny tree to escape the zombies.

Lance seemed to have a weird affection towards knifes. Specifically long serrated steak knives. I mean knifes were pretty easy to work with in the Zombie apocolypse seeing as a knife could cut up a zombies like slicing through butter on a summer day in Texas. As of now, Lance also carried a crowbar with him.

So here we are, three teenage zombies survivors that are finally making a home base. We all started walking away from the Volvo and that's when we saw the zombies begin to charge