Rock and a Hard Place Two
Crazy Willy
People
always said William was crazy. He talked about the end of the world often and
to anyone who would listen. He fully believed that in our lifetime the world of
man would take a climatic shift and reach an extinction level event. William
even prepared for years for this eventuality. He built a bunker and stocked it
fully with food, water, weapons, and various other supplies enough to last him
a lifetime.
William
didn’t have a family and lived on disability since his injury during a term of
service in the military. It was going to be him against the world. People
thought he was crazy; ‘Crazy Willy’ they called him. Not so crazy after all,
William thought. The town that once bustled with people going about their daily
errands now stood quiet. The schools that squeezed 40 kids to a classroom were
noiseless and empty. He told them, he tried to tell them this day was coming
and no one would listen. Now the dead are walking and eating the living;
mankind’s world has ended and it’s survival of the fittest.
William
wasn’t worried as he sat in his bunker to polish his rifle. He could stay down here for years but from
time to time to have a little fun he would go topside for some target practice.
He enjoyed shooting the heads of zombies and seeing the spray. Most were
members of the town that ostracized him; he shot Derrick Kline just the other
day. That prick conned him out of $200 so he blew what was left of his brains
out.
A
tapping sound came from the hatch and made William stop. There were others that
tried to get in the shelter. They knew where it was and that he had it stocked
but William didn’t take any chances. He didn’t want to share his treasure with
them, they should have listened.
“Willy?
Please, help me.” A timid cry followed the taps. “Please it’s Brenda.” Brenda?
Oh yes, the town hoe. Brenda slept with anything with a pulse and a penis,
except for William that is. She laughed at him when he asked her out and he didn’t
sympathize with her now. Although William was amazed she lasted this long, he
was sure she’d be the first to get bit.
William
thought more through the pleas from the hatch. He could spend his time alone
and laughing at all humanity or he can invite her in for another distraction.
She is attractive and she did tell William that she wouldn’t have sex with him
unless he was the last man on Earth. Humm, seems pretty fitting that she should
knock on his door now.
With a
smile, he opened the hatch and invited her down. She was dirty and her clothes
were tattered but she was still attractive.
“Are ya
bit?” He asked
“No, please,
they’re coming.” He closed the hatch and sealed it. He gave her food and water
and told her she could wash up being that he had a generator and hot water. She
was grateful and he waited until later to proposition her. She would say yes.
After a
nap, William went in to wake her. He shrugged her shoulder but she wouldn’t
move. “Brenda, get up. It’s time to pay for room and board.” He flipped her to
her back, a common position for her anyways and looked into her once beautiful
face as she sat up and sank her teeth in William’s cheek.
He
screamed out in pain as he shoved her face away from him only to have her bite
down on his fingers severing them from his hand. He fought his way back to the
hatch reaching up he couldn’t grip the handle and the lovely Brenda began to
gnaw on his legs.
Crazy
Willy was being eaten alive. All this preparing for the apocalypse doesn’t
really work when you invite the plague into your shelter. Crazy Willy really
was crazy.
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