Joseph Talluto - Taking It Back

We moved quickly down the hall, passing a bank of elevators. I roughly knew where I was going, keeping to the points of the compass. I had to hit the end of the hallway, then turn south. That back hall should have the nurse’s lounge. It was the only wall that faced south and if my directions weren’t totally screwy, we should be able to find it.

Coming to a main hall crossway, I looked around the corner and nearly lost my cookies. I had seen a lot of carnage since the Upheaval, but this was unbelievable. It was if someone had thought to insulate the hallway in blood and entrails. The guts didn’t look like they had been merely torn out, they looked like they had been tossed aside after being torn out. Body parts lay everywhere and all of the parts had teeth marks or bites taken out of them. The slaughter was immense. I couldn’t imagine what this must have been like, the screams and moans must have driven anyone witnessing this to insanity.

Charlie bumped me with his elbow. “Down the hall movement.” He turned on his light and aimed down the way. “Aw, hell.”

I flicked on my light and looked for myself. “Dammit,” was all I had to add to the conversation.

At the end of the hall was a sign that read “Welcome Friends!” It was brightly painted to alleviate the fears of the admitted patients. As I looked at the advancing horde, nothing could have prepared parents for what had actually happened. It was a children’s ward and the little victims were headed this way, looking for revenge.

“No time,” I said to Charlie as he let out a breath to begin firing. He stopped himself just in time. “We’ll deal with them on the way out.” I squirted some ammonia to keep the scent off and we passed the hallway of horrors.

Rounding the corridor corner, I popped a zombie lurching towards the junction, his glowing eyes like beacons in the dark. My bullet entered his right eye, blowing his slightly glowing brain all over the wall behind him. A chorus of little moans answered the shot and the sound gave me the chills.

“Found it!” Charlie said, opening he door. He jumped back as a zombie fell out, it must have been leaning against the door. Charlie quickly stomped the Z in the head, killing it. He looked over at me with a slight grimace on his face, but a quick check with my flashlight showed the Z wasn’t Ellie. I shook my head and Charlie’s shoulders sagged a bit in relief.

As I moved towards the door, another sign got my attention. ‘Medical Supply’ was on the door and I opened it to find a virtual cornucopia of drugs and supplies. Charlie looked over my shoulder and said, “I’ll get what I can, the doc can sort it out later.” He grabbed a sheet from a nearby room and began placing boxes of supplies in the center.

I moved into the nurse’s lounge and quickly scanned it for additional surprises. There weren’t any and I made my way through the couches and chairs to the balcony doors. I opened the door and let in a great deal of sunlight into the lounge.

On the balcony, there were several tables and chairs, all of them empty. My heart fell as it looked like Ellie wasn’t out here. I was going to have to leave without closure after all. I turned back to the door and looked over to the corner of the balcony. A chair had been overturned and it looked like something was in the corner, hidden by the chair.

I walked over, and as I got closer, I saw a body was in the corner. Hoping against hope, I approached the body, the light of the sun blocked by the floors above.

I reached out a hand to move the chair, and I was surprised at how nervous I was. I pulled the chair away and looked down at a small body. It was curled up on its side, seeming to be sleeping. One look at the skeletal arms and head and I knew this person had been dead for a long time. The elements hadn’t been kind, wasting the body away to a thin, dried out skeleton. I stood up and was about to walk away when something sparkled at me. I knelt down and pulled the left hand closer. When I got a look at the ring on the finger, I dropped to my knees and took off my goggles and mask.

“Oh, Ellie.” The ring on her finger was the little wedding band I had bought when I had no money and worked part time to get extra cash for her ring. It was a small diamond, but Ellie had told me at the time that it looked big to her and that was all that mattered.

I gathered her into my arms as I knelt there and just held her for a moment. It didn’t matter that she was dead, that she was just skin and bones. It mattered that I had lost her, that my world had been turned upside down. But I lived and our son lived and part of her would always be alive in him. “I kept my promise, Ellie. I kept your baby safe. You probably know that, but I just wanted to tell you. He’ll grow to a fine man. I promise.” New tears fell on her face as I cried. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you. I’m so, so sorry. Please forgive me.” Sobs racked my body as I held her close, shaking the two of us.

After a long moment and a deep breath, I gently laid her down and put my mask and goggles back on. I took her wedding ring and engagement ring off and put them in my breast pocket. They were for Jake when he wanted to get married. His mother would have approved. I picked Ellie back up and brought her into the lounge where I wrapped her in a blanket and laid her down on the couch. I had no intention of bringing her out, but I did intend to bury her as I left. As I stood up, I thought I felt a gentle touch on my cheek and my heart inexplicably felt lighter. I immediately knew I had done the right thing and I also knew I was forgiven.

“Get busy living,” I said to no one in particular. Patting my pocket, I headed for the door just as Charlie burst in.

“We gotta go and we gotta go now!” He panted, stealing a glance at the door. He was carrying a huge sack over his shoulder like a kick-ass, zombie-killing Santa Claus. He looked down at the couch. “Did you…”

I nodded. “I found her. I’m good.”

“Are you bringing her with us.?” Charlie asked.

I shook my head. “No, but I’m going to make this place her funeral pyre. It killed her, now I’m going to kill it,” I said, the rage building inside.

Charlie put a hand on my shoulder. “You’ll die in that mood. Get your head on ‘cause we got trouble.”

“What are you talking about?” I calmed down slightly.

“Those zombie kids are on the loose and they are fast. I saw one of them move quick enough to be considered running,” Charlie said.

That was bad news. Fast zombie children in the dark was a literal nightmare come to life or unlife, as the case was.

“Fuck it, let’s move,” I said, swinging up my carbine, with Charlie doing the same.

I moved into the hallway and headed back towards the stairway. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw several pairs of glowing eyes moving quickly behind us. They weren’t running, but they were darn faster than any zombie I had seen before. I paused for a second at the corner and snapped a shot at the gang, blowing a small head apart and causing others to fall as they got tangled up in the falling body.

“Move, move, move!” I yelled to Charlie and we both sprinted down the hall towards the stairs. On the other side of the hall, other small shapes were advancing rapidly. High-pitched moans reached my ears as we made the stairs. Charlie threw the door open and dashed inside, the big bag of supplies knocking me back a step. I pulled the door shut as the first little zombie slammed into the door, managing to get an arm wedged in the opening. The grayish arm grasped wildly, trying to get purchase on something. I pulled hard on the door as half a dozen little hands grasped the edge and started to pull. I braced myself and put a leg up on the door jam, pulling desperately. I could hold it closed, but the arm prevented me from closing it completely.