13 Away From City Center
“Ah–she’s a murderer!” The girl in the passenger seat shrieke body trembling violently as she clung white–knuckled to her boyfriend’s hand, eyes fixed in terror on Iris cutting a brutal swathe through the zombies outside.
A cold glance from Iris swept the inside of their car—airbags deployed, rendering it useless, just like the pair huddled within
She looked away instantly.
Pressing forward, she kept a sharp eye out for another vehicle. No car meant running out of the city on foot–a risky, last–resort option.
Just then, the car door behind her opened.
“Can you take us with you?” The young man from the driver’s seat leaped out, desperation fueling his split–second plea.
“Get us to safety, and I’ll pay you! My dad’s the CEO of Nova Group–we’ve got more cash than you could spend! Name any price!” he shouted, voice cracking with urgency.
Iris didn’t spare him so much as a glance, her pace never slowing as she forged ahead.
Bncy, why are you begging her? She’s a murderere killed‘
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dozens! We need to call the cops, have her locked up!” the girl shrieked, hysteria rising in her voice.
“Shut up!” he snapped, watching as Iris vanished into a narrow alley. Grabbing the girl’s arm roughly, he dragged her along in pursuit.
Three sharp cracks of her shovel later–five more zombies down -Iris finally broke free of the hospital zone, emerging into a quiet residential alleyway.
Most residents remained trapped indoors here, sparing the area from large–scale outbreaks.
Sticking to uninhabited green belts, Iris dispatched the odd sanitation worker or morning jogger zombie with a single, precise shovel strike, her movements swift and effortless.
Vehicles remained elusive, though–no sign of a usable car anywhere.
Worse, the two tagalongs continued to trail behind her, their bickering growing louder by the minute.
“Honey, this road is impossible! I can’t walk in heels!” the girl complained, stumbling over loose gravel.
“Then go back! I don’t care!” The man’s patience had frayed to a tygad.
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Tears pooled in her eyes at his cruelty. She tried her usual coquettish pout. “Honey!”
But her charm fell flat.
“Why did I ever pick such a useless, brainless woman? You’re good for nothing but slowing me down! Die if you want, but don’t drag me with you! Get lost!” he snarled.
Her pretty face froze, then crumpled with hurt. Biting her lip, she watched as Iris mowed down zombies with each shovel swing and her boyfriend abandoned her to run ahead. Wordlessly, she limped after them, her high heels clicking unevenly on the pavement.
After fighting her way through the side green belts, Iris‘ luck finally turned–an open–door delivery truck came into view in front of a convenience store.
A car!
Thank god–another minute without one, and she’d have been forced to hotwire a vehicle.
She sprinted toward it, the couple scrambling to keep up behind her.
To her relief, the keys still hung in the ignition, the doors wide 3/6
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open—no sign of the driver.
A quick glance at the convenience store revealed it was empty too, blood splattered across the checkout counter in a gruesome
trail.
The virus had hit here hard, she realized. Someone must have turned, chasing the other patrons and staff away in a panic.
Pulling the keys from the truck, Iris acted on instinct–never leave empty–handed.
She darted into the store to loot. An extra minute spent clearing shelves now would save her from a hundred times more
danger later, when supplies would be scarce and zombies more
numerous.
The zombie apocalypse wasn’t a temporary crisis–it was forever.
Once she escaped the city, things would only grow more desperate.
No one ever had too many supplies.
The decision was easy: she was taking everything.
By the time the couple stumbled in, almost everything except
checkout area was gone.
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The small store took just two laps to clear–every last supply sucked into her spatial storage: chips, candy, toiletries, her favorite convenience store staples like ready–to–eat meals, bread pastries, and ice cream.
Even the drink cooler was emptied out.
“Is this place even open yet?” the girl panted, staring at the bare shelves in disbelief.
Iris had known they were following. Before leaving, she feigned grabbing two buckets of water, carrying them to the truck in plain sight.
“Hey! You didn’t pay for those! And if you take all the food, what are we supposed to eat?” the girl shouted, indignant.
Her boyfriend cut her off with a harsh hiss. “Are you insane?”
He rushed after Iris, desperation overriding caution. “Miss, please–take me to Westside Manor! I’ll give you a million dollars! Cash!”
Iris climbed into the truck and slammed the door shut, a cold laugh escaping her. “Do you really think money means anything right now?”
The man paled, the truth hitting him like a punch to the gut.
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Money was worthless–completely, utterly useless in this new world.
He watched helplessly as the delivery truck’s engine roared to life, Iris driving away without a second glance.
“Honey, she ignored you! We should’ve called the police when we had the chance!” the girl whined.
“Idiot! Do you think the police or money matter anymore? Wake up!”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
