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Chapter 5: Secret Detention Facility?? Georgia roads!!

Chapter 5: Secret Detention Facility?? Georgia roads!!

 (Previously...)

It might make more noise than the silenced M9, but the semi-automatic rifle does more damage, just in case I need to take a leg off one of those things. If they are in there at all, that is. Again, all this is a just-in-case situation. Once I was ready and fully equipped with extra spare magazines and a combat knife, I made my way towards the side entrance to the Juvenile facility. As I arrived on the door, I noticed it was slightly open.

 

As if someone has already used it to leave the joint or might be waiting for someone to get in it. Well, whichever it was, I was using the situation to enter. Entering the building was anticlimactic at best, there was no walkers waiting for me, or Juveniles trying to ambush me either. I don't know if I'm losing it or if I'm looking forward to a fire fight, either way, it was a letdown as I was making my way through the facility hallways.

 

I found no one and it's been twenty minutes of searching for any life in here. 'Did they escape? Was everyone released? Did they die, in here? Naahh, I would have seen walkers by now, if they died in here.' I was thinking to much about the what if's than paying attention to the sighs. There was one obvious thing though that I did notice that there was no blood, anywhere. So, that would mean that the facility might have been emptied ahead of time.

 

So, if no one is in here, then where is that noise coming from? First I thought that noise was the noise of the door made as it was closing, but now that I'm paying attention, it sounds like people talking on one of those walkies. No, something must have happened that made everyone leave immediately, and they don't want neither the inmates nor the Juvenile delinquents to know about it.

 

Soon the hallways lead me straight to a single elevator, there was nothing on the first floor in this building, just empty hallways, not even an office. I pressed on the elevator button, but it didn't light up. Was the building out of power? Since the elevator wasn't coming down, I need to find the stairs going up. And stairs I found, but the usual conventional type. I found that there was no stairs, bit I did find a latter going up to the second floor.

 

After making my climb up, I finally started to see why no one was on the first floor. The inmates in here were scattered throughout this floor. I counted at least forty to forty-five dead bodies on the floor. I nearly threw up when I saw three walkers hunched over tearing into a dead corpse that used to be a guard. Didn't even knows his name, and after killing the walkers, I silently said a prayer to the eaten guard, Victor Jefferson was on his name plate.

 

I'm guessing that he used to work on this floor, wait... he has a different color I.D. card on him. This floor is color coded, he must have ran this way and thought he would get out from here. He must have been a guard to one of the other wings in this place. So, how did he end up on this floor? Is there a way to get to the other floors to see if anyone is alive? Well, let's keep looking and find out these answers.

 

So, I grabbed the guards ID and kept searching. I spent a good 2 hours before I came to an empty office that required a guard ID to get in. And low and behold, I had a key I swiped from that half-eaten guard. The office looked like it was the only thing in the building so far with power to it. So, I swiped the I.D. on the card reader, and it opened easily. I stayed alert just in case something jumped out at me, and I sure as hell don't want that.

 

It was a small office, there was hardly anything in here. There was a single desk, a single chair, and a single filing cabinet in the whole ten by ten room. And the computer looks like it was still on. Maybe that guard that I saw earlier was the guard that was in here and watching what ever was on the computer screen. Well, let's see what he was watching that got him running to the wrong wing.

 

As I sat down to see what the screen had on it, there was no video, it was just some words on the screen. Let's see, I started pushing on the keys as if I knew how to work the damn thing, and surprisingly, I did. I managed to pull up whatever the guard was viewing, and it didn't look pretty according to what was on these files. This place was a secret military testing facility, that was testing certain drugs on delinquents that were brought to this place.

 

Wow, our government at its best. Testing new drugs on teen, and people wonder why there is no trust in the government, when I see things like this that they conduct secretly at that. I also managed to get a map of the joint and found the very thing I was looking for. The Armory and the cafeteria, where everything that is valuable is stored. Since I found no living people, I'm cleaning this place out.

 

Soon after finding what I wanted, I left the office and went straight to the cafeteria to get all the food stored there. It was the closest to get to before I'd make my way to the armory. It took me almost thirty minutes to get to the cafeteria, it was on the third floor and there were twenty to thirty walkers in my way. Good thing I was prepared, it was good exercise as I killed all the walkers that were blocking me and a whole lot of food.

 

Once the food collection was done, I headed to the armory. That was in a nut on its own. That place was packed to the brim of walkers, and I needed a good plan to distract them. So, I headed back to cafeteria and grabbed a few walkers into my inventory as well as a few propane tanks to use as a nice bomb. After grabbing the items I needed, I grabbed a pushcart from the kitchen area and headed back to the armory.

 

Once I was close to the armory, I taped together the two marked dead and placed them on the pushcart. I taped together the two propane tanks to the dead bodies and started making a lot of noise. I also tied a long rope to the front of the pushcart attached with a heavy weight by the drop-off where the ladder to the second floor was. As the weight dropped down, the pushcart would be pulled to the ladder area and at the same time making a lot of noise.

 

Once the pushcart gets to a certain point toward the ladder drop-off, the rope will ignite in flames and by the time the flames reach the pushcart and the propane tanks, a nice little boom will occur, either blowing up half the walkers that chased it or it would bring all the walkers to it. Making it easier for me to get into the armory and get all those nice weapons and riot gear armor that the military has so graciously left behind.

 

Before the pushcart started on its way, I hid in one of the ventilation shafts right above the door entryway of the armory. And after getting myself comfortable, the pushcart started rolling down the hallway, grabbed the attention of all the walkers as the pushcart made a lot of noise. I waited after the bomb went off to lower myself down from the ventilation shaft, I was trying to make sure most of the walkers were taken care of first.

 

Ten minutes later, "BOOOM!! BOOOOM!!"a loud explosion was heard from down the hall. All the walkers that the pushcart attracted were decimated... hopefully. After the bomb exploded, I lowered myself slowly down from the ventilation shaft. I peeked around the corner to see how bad the destruction was, and let me tell you, I needed to find another way out from this floor. The hallway had collapsed and there was no way out going backwards.

 

Well, at least I'm gonna get me some new guns, ammunition, and armor. As I walked toward the armory, I saw a few stragglers in the room and ended them quickly. And then started to removed the armor off two of them and then started to pick up and store all the weapons, ammo, and armor I found in the room. Which was a lot, like a lot, a lot. I stored over eighty M9's, twelve silencers for the M9's, and four magazines for each M9.

 

 There were twenty-five M16A4 rifles, with eight cases of ammunition, four magazines for each weapon, and even found thirteen silencers for the M16A4 rifles, I know it made the weapons nozzle longer, but it would make them useful in a firefight with the undead. After collecting all that there was, I made my way out of the room using the same ventilation shaft I was hiding in.

 

I crawled my way through the rubble and back out the same way I came in. And once I was out, I saw that there were a few walkers still alive from the previous blast. Man those things are resilient! I didn't even get out from the shaft as I killed them from the vent itself. As busted the vent screen off, it made noise as it hit the floor and they automatically walked my way, and dead they became.

 

After getting what I wanted from the place, I set a few other bombs in different locations around the building and scooted my way to the exit. This time I actually used dynamite I collected together when I was at the camo a few weeks ago. We had hit a mining company near the actual camp and well... I collected a crates for myself. I knew somewhere I would need to use the dynamite, and who would have guessed it would be so soon.

 

After I was outside and over the wall again, i made my way to the garage of the place to see if they had any nice vehicles I would like and collect for my use. And yes there was, as I got to the underground parking garage, there were three nice looking vehicles I wanted to collect. A 2005 Mercedes-Benz SL600, a 2004 Chevrolet Suburban, and a 2004 Harlet Davidson motorcycle; all in my favorite color, midnight black.

 

I stored all three vehicle into my inventory and quickly made my way out of the compound before the dynamite went off. I stayed nearby to make sure the whole building was destroyed and anything that was in there was burned to the ground as well. I made sure that there a nice fire would ignite the concrete itself if it had to. Ten propane tanks were placed to every dynamite location, just to make sure that the whole inside burned away.

 

And burn it did, at thirty minutes exactly, twelve explosions went off consecutively. "BOOOM, BOOOM, BOOOM," as all those explosions went off, it shook the ground that facility for miles, and a large fire that could be seen from space took hold of the while building. Causing the building to collapse in on itself. The fire that raged through that place, I'm pretty sure it would probably go out in a few days.

 

You could feel the heat from where I was standing at, which was two blocks away from the burning building. Hey, I was making sure no viruses survived that place and made other types of undead come out from that place. I wanted to keep going into California and try to meet any of the cast of the Fear of the Walking Dead cast, but it was almost time for the actual original series was gonna start, and I wanted to be there for that.

 

So I made up my mind and pulled out the black Suburban and returned toward Georgia before that ass hat of Rick woke up. I know I still had a month before he wakes, I wanted to make sure it wasn't an Alternate Universe I was in and the series followed the original plot and cast not and alternate, like a fanfic or something. So now I'm on my way back to Georgia, but through the back roads, less traffic or traffic jams.

 

--October 16, 2010--

Tony and Dave meet on the I-95 out of Philadelphia. Randall joins a group of 30 people who soon start hunting for survivors and women to rape and enjoy in the last days of the world. His group find a surviving family of three, a man, and his two daughters who soon get raped in front of their father as he was dying. At the camp outside Atlanta, Lori suggests that Shane post signs on Interstate 85 to warn people away from Atlanta.

 

--October 20, 2010--

A camp of twenty survivors outside Rockford is overrun with walkers in the night. No one knew until Angelo was attacked and started to scream. During the attack, Paul gets his abdomen cut by a broken window when the walkers flip his truck. Meanwhile, Karina holds her friend, who was bitten on the neck and died. Paul finds Karina and the two escape as the entire camp is overrun and Karina's friend reanimates.

 

--September 9, 2010--

Now here I am walking on a long road because the SUV I rode here on had ran out of gas and one of the tires went flat, also because vehicles was making too much noise. I learned that the hard way a few weeks back, almost got my ass chewed up by a small horde that had me cornered. Good thing there was a sewer drain in that area and found my way out of that predicament. Even left all those supplies in the car that time.

 

That is how you learn from making mistakes. As I was saying before I got rudely interrupted by my rambling. Now I'm walking while looking around, I find myself in Macon County, a few hours away from the Harrison Memorial Hospital. I don't even know why I made my way here; my gut was guiding me here for some reason. It must be important to come all the way here and it wasn't to save the sheriff.

 

Maybe because of some sentimental way, I still need something in my life or maybe I could join a good group for a few weeks, or maybe because I have nowhere else to go, or maybe because I'm here to save that one little girl whose life was snuffed out to early. Naahh, Sophia is still with her mother, that shouldn't be it. It's not her time yet, but I will be watching and waiting, way before she gets lost and bitten.

 

Because that girls' mother didn't deserve the loss of the little girl, she changed to much after her death. I never liked that Carol, ruthless Carol, unforgiving Carol, hard core Carol was the bomb, but she lost too much. She had harden her heart to hard, stone hard, and never let anyone in, story of my life, and here I am comparing her life to mine. Maybe because I wanted a starting point, maybe meet me a few cast members.

 

Well... I don't know, but I'll tell you this, if I meet either of them in my travels, I will be saving that little girl and her mother from the pain of that type of loss. And I do know that there are still medical supplies in that hospital, and no one ever went back to get them. I do know that I'll be getting all those supplies for myself and adding them to my own stocks soon. As kept thinking and daydreaming of all those supplies, unpleasant thoughts came to mind.

 

Thoughts like, if I ever see that stupid sheriff deputy, what's his name, I'm gonna f**ken shoot the fucker for killing all those people under the guise of helping Rick's wife. That cheating b**ch, and that nut case she hanged with at the quarry, what's his f**k, she was f**king him, cheating b**ch. Well, let's get on the road and see what I can find, maybe stop by the hospital the idiot is in and end him before he wakes up, if he's even there.

 

--September 10, 2010--

Shane Walsh and Lori Grimes see that the city is overrun and the subsequent destruction of the military installation. They decide to set up an outpost at the quarry just outside the city. The Pelletier's join them as well, and soon the other survivors from the Atlanta refugee camp join them. The soon find their way to the nearby quarry and set up camp.

 

--September 11, 2010--

Early the next morning, a congregation goes to St. Sarah's Church and tries to get inside to hide from walkers. Father Gabriel Stokes keeps the doors locked out of fear and doesn't open the doors to the church which led to many being killed outside that were trying to enter the church. He listens as his congregation are devoured by the dead walkers as they banged on the doors.

 

Conditions at the refugee camp where Michonne, Mike, Andre, and Terry were staying at in Atlanta deteriorate soon after they arrived. People begin to leave as they were losing hope in the officers of the camp. Terry suggests that they shouldn't stay at the camp either.

 

Mike disagrees, not wanting to take his son out where it's more dangerous. However, Mike wonders if it's worth trying anymore because their survival isn't living. Mike then asks Michonne why they should try to live anymore, to which Michonne cannot answer.

 

At Harrison Memorial Center, Doctor Gale Macones and a young intern Kate are the only two sole surviving staff members in the whole hospital. The seven soldiers that Dr. Macones had stitched up two days prior soon came back to kill or rape Kate. The two hide in the storage closet downstairs, but the soldiers soon find Kate and take her away. Dr. Macones gives Kate a vial of a lethal drug dose to kill herself.

 

The men spare Dr. Macones for being too old, but Kate then commits suicide to escape their abuse and constant rape attempts. Dr. Macones realizes that she has an oath to relieve people of their fears and help release them from this world. She then begins to euthanize people with their consent and stores them in the barricaded cafeteria. However, she still takes care of her other patients left behind, such as Rick Grimes, who is still in his induced coma recovering from a gunshot wound.

 

Since the military failed to arrive due to Operation Cobalt forcing them to abandon all safe zones, Deanna Monroe becomes in charge of the Alexandria Safe Zone. Her husband and sons begin to build a wall around the chain-link fence using supplies from a nearby mall construction-site. Deanna also begins to take in survivors from the surrounding area and placing them in jobs based on their careers before the outbreak.

 

She then employs Aaron and Eric to venture outside the Safe Zone to recruit more survivors. Mid-none as Michonne returned to the refugee camp after a supply run but finds the fences of the camp down and can hear the moans of the dead walkers. After finding the camp overrun, she discovers that Andre was devoured by the dead, because Mike and Terry were unable to stop it because they had gotten high, and both had gotten bitten.

 

Michonne, angered, and enraged ay what happened to her son, not wanting them to die. She then cut off her brother's and boyfriend's jaws and arms and tied chains around their necks making them docile and camouflaged Michonne against all other Walkers that were nearby. Due to the death of her family, Michonne shut down emotionally and only cared about survival from then on.

 

--Twenty days earlier, September 12, 2010--

Two days later as I was walking on the road to Atlanta, I see from a distance a trail of cars moving to the city of Atlanta just outside of King county. Many that are moving forward there were the same number of cars that were parked on the side of the road a few miles back. Seeing headlights of old and new cars as they drove by, showing nothing but the taillights as they moved passed me while I walked on.

 

Convoy POV...

In a small old grey truck, Ed Peletier was keeping a fair distance between the cars in front of him, the speed was not too fast, but the vehicle kept its' pace constant as he drove. A weary Carol Peletier, Ed's wife, and their daughter Sophia in the back seat a nervous wreck. Carol wanting to urge Ed to hurry up to get to a safe place, for their daughters safety. Carol was worried that Ed, in all his mistrusted would fall behind on purpose. 

 

If she'd been the one driving, she'd have been hugging the bumper of front vehicle that the Sheriff's deputy, Shane Walsh, and Lori Grimes were in. She was not wanting to risk losing them in all the madness and traffic that they were in as they all headed towards the city of Atlanta. But she couldn't say her discontents with her husband, due to him having a violet side to him and he would want to lash out on her uncaringly. 

 

No, criticizing Ed's driving was a sure way of getting backhanded across the face, and a beating that she willingly did not deserve or want. As of right now, she was free of bruises, broken bones, or any misplaced pain, and she wanted it to stay that way. Carol didn't want to answer any questions or get any strange looks from the others in the convoy, or if they ever found out the way she and her daughter are treated, questions would be asked. 

 

She seemed like they were going to be living in pretty close quarters for a while, and Carol wanted to keep her private business away from the limelight and away from the view of others as much as she could. 'Private, yeah that's it,' She thought to herself, but knowing how Ed is, it wouldn't last long. Suddenly, from the back seat came a small sniffle, "NNGG" a quivering, almost silent scared little voice, "Mama, I'm scared."

 

Carol moved quickly and reached back to console her poor scared little girl, putting her hand on the little girl's leg while rubbing it, reassuring her it was okay. "It's all right, baby. Don't be scared, mama's here." She said as Carol tried to comfort her daughter. As she put a certain soothing tone into her voice that usually made Sophia feel better. Carol had learned over the years that Sophia responded more to a softer tone than hard words. 

 

And to her surprise, that brought out the confidence of her daughter instead of the scared little girl back into a nervous wreck. Her husband tends to have them both at times that way and it was no better today. "Shut that whining up!! Sophia!! You and your mother are the same, whining here whining there, just shup up and let me concentrate on driving!! Do you hear me?" Ed growled at his daughter watching Sophia through the rearview mirror. 

 

As he leaned over the steering wheel, he peered up ahead to get a better visual from the cloud of dust that the front car was picking up, making it harder for him to see up ahead. The tires of the car that Shane was driving was kicking up so much dust that it was making it hard to see the road and that was angering Ed more. Suddenly, a lone figure, that was walking on the side of the road lurched out of the dark. 

 

Mading Ed jerked the wheel to the side, making the corner of the front bumper where Carol was sitting clipped the figure that was on the side of the road, as they swerved around him. Then there was a soft voice that called out from behind Carol again, "Mama, was it … was it one of them, mama?" Sophia asked her worried mother. "Yes, baby. I think it was, but it's ok we're leaving it behind us. It won't hurt us." 

 

She wished she make sure it was a walker but sugarcoating it more would make Sophia more scared than she needed it to be. Sophia was so young, so vulnerable, so innocent, so terribly fearful of... 'them'. Since their first encounter back in their hometown, they have always been on edge since. But there wasn't enough sugar in the world to hide what was happening since they had meet... 'them'. 

 

And Sophia would have to learn to face the facts, toughen up sooner or later. She needed to whether the storm of growth, even if she wasn't ready, she has to grow up soon. "Didn't I tell you to shut up! Don't make me pull over and get you straight!!" Ed yelled out scaring his daughter and wife both with that sort of tone. Sophia retreated back into herself as she always did. She curled up into a ball as Carol squeezed Sophia's leg, reassuring her again.

 

She patted Sophia's leg twice with care, then pulled her hand back, and sat correctly on the passenger seat to get Ed's attention away from her daughter. Thirty minutes later into the drive, the convoy of vehicles started to slow down, after what seemed like forever. Shane's brake lights flashed as it was coming to a stop, he pulled off to the side of the road, and to their guess, to get some rest from all the driving. 

 

Ed, not wanting to stop with the officer being near his wife and daughter, he drove past him and pulling over as well after he had a few vehicles between Shane's and his vehicle so they would not ask questions, as well as getting their own solace. Even back then, before all this happened, during the times that brought people together, like Church picnics, barbecues, school functions, or even the end of the world.

 

The Pelletier's were always off by themselves in a corner away from everyone. After pulling over, Carol was already thinking of their next actions, as she turned her face away from Ed as the corner of her mouth smirked slightly that showed a little of her dark side. Behind them, the whole caravan started coming to a halt as many vehicles began to stop behind them, but most parked in a neat line behind Officer Shane's car.

 

As Ed got off, he says to his wife, "Stay here!! And do not make any trouble or attract to us. Hear me...!!" Ed snapped at the two of them from the door. Seeing that the others were getting out of their cars, Ed wanted to make sure that his wife and daughter stayed segregated from the group. After warning the two, he slowly made him way to the rest of the convoy to join them, standing with the others who were by officer Shane's car's headlights.

 

After seeing that her father left them alone, Sophia clutched her stuffed toy doll tightly into her chest. "Mama, will everything be alright? Are we safe here, mama?" Sophia asked her mother worryingly. "Of course, baby. Everything will be ok, don't worry so much. Why don't you get some rest while you can. It's gonna be a long ride." Carol turned to her daughter, as she watched from a far as the others came together to one spot. 

 

Shane, Lori, an older man who had climbed out of an old RV, and a man from a station wagon grouped together in front of Shane's vehicle. They were trying to figure out their next move or destination. Because as of right now, they knew that Atlanta may not be the safest place at the moment with all these vehicles crowding the road it was next to impossible to pass. Shane, who put himself as the leader of this convoy was trying to decide what to do.

(To be Continued...)

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