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My grandmother raised me. She lived
in Seattle till she passed away four years ago," Sarah replied, rolling
onto her back to look up at the night sky. Liam had gone to Seattle a number of
times. Even though it was a big city, he felt like he could have lived there in
his younger years.
          "What brings
you to Moosetan?"
          "Grandma and
I used to spend every summer up here. I just continued to come up here after
she passed away."
          "I will take
first watch. You try and get some sleep," Liam replied. The chilly night
air made Liam pull his jacket around him. He looked over at Sarah and hoped she
was warm. She only had on jeans and a t-shirt, but she had found some blankets
somewhere, so she couldn't be that cold.
          The night was
uneventful as well as the next few days. They waited up there for someone to
save them. The cops, the army, or any government agency would work, but no one
came. They didn't often leave the roof other than to find Liam a new set of
clothing. His old ones were stained with blood, which made sitting around in
them uncomfortable. Sarah had found a few items left in the lost and found box.
Even though the jacket and shirt were a size or two too big, it was nice to get
out of his old stuff. He kept his jeans and washed them in a sink one of the
few times they had gone down to use the restrooms. It didn't get rid of the
blood, but it did help mentally. They had even found a small bags of chips, a
can of soda, and another case of water to add to the stuff Sarah had already
gathered. They did their best not to eat the chips. Liam had told Sarah what he
heard on the news about over-processed foods, but the pain in their stomachs
made them risk it. Liam was the first to grow restless from just sitting around
on the roof.
          "I think we
should try and get out of town. Find some supplies and find help somewhere. I
don't think anyone is coming," Liam said as he watched a group of the Dead
shuffling about by a store across from the library.
          "I don't
really think that is a good idea," Sarah replied as she set down the book
she was reading. "Sooner or later, the military will come by here."
          "Moosetan is
a tiny town on a lake that no one gives a rat’s ass about. It’s somewhere on
the bottom of the list." Liam moved back slowly toward Sarah, making sure
not to make too much noise as he did so. "Seattle, Olympia, Tacoma; they
are on the save-first list."
          Sarah didn't say a
word back. Liam realized she probably didn't even think about it like that.
Here he was crushing her hopes. He looked toward the lake. The water looked
like glass. Liam could see a small boat sitting in the harbor.
          "I know you
want to believe someone is coming. I really hope someone is, but we can't sit
on this roof forever."
          "Why?"
she finally asked. "Even if no one is coming, why do we need to leave?
There are stores around us. We could go out and find food."
          "It sounds
great, but we are sitting right in the middle of all the Dead. Sooner or later,
they will find us."
          "We will be
really quiet and sneaky," Sarah added, almost sounding like a child. Liam
looked at her. He never did ask her age; she looked no older than twenty two.
          "What about a
boat?" Liam replied.
          "A
boat?"
          "Yeah, we are
sitting next to a lake. There are tons of boats down at the harbor." Sarah
stood up and looked over at the harbor. A large number of boats, both tiny and
big, dotted the harbor.
          "What about
supplies?"
          "My house is
not far off from the lake, and I have some food and other supplies," Liam
said, walking over to her. "We can stay on the coastline and search
lakeside homes."
          "The harbor
is pretty far away. What about any zombies on the boats?"
          "Well, we will
have to kill them," Liam said, watching her closely. He wasn't sure and
never asked if she had killed a