I put on my turn signal and got into the exit lane off the highway. I came to a stop at the light, and impatiently waited for it to turn green. I was so excited for the summer ahead of me. I had just finished my freshman year of college, and it had been one great year. Unlike most college students who mostly partied and hung out with friends, I spent the bulk of my time studying, along with the occasional party. But the downside of college was that I had to live on campus (which was required of all freshman). Living on campus meant that I couldn't be around my younger brother Rae, who was my best friend and the closest person to me besides our mother. We skyped occasionally, and talked on the phone as much as we could. And I had promised him last month that I would come to see him for the whole summer, we would hang out and go places and play video games. It would be like the old days when I was still living at home, which were the best days.
The light finally turned green, and I eagerly turned onto the busy street and made my way through traffic. I reached a side road and drove down it, passing a family sitting in the yard, two kids running around, laughing and enjoying the warm day. I smiled at the sight. I kept driving and got back onto another street. Baton Rouge was a pretty cool place during the summer. People were out, kids were at play. But Shreveport, my hometown, is pretty cool too. The only reason I was in Baton Rouge was to get Rae from our aunt's house, then we'd have a bonding road trip back to Shreveport, and we'd totally surprise our mom, who was under the impression I was staying on campus for the bulk of the summer.
Just as I was starting to get closer to the next street I had to turn on, a whole line of police cars appeared behind me. I pulled over and they all sped past me. I counted, and realized there were six cars. I was pretty concerned about where they were headed, but my only focus was to get to Rae as soon as possible. I kept driving, turned on the next street, and suddenly more police cars appeared behind me. I pulled over, and four more cars sped past me. As I got closer and closer to my aunt's house, I saw more and more police cars. Why were all these cops in Baton Rouge? I had never seen so many patrol cars in my life.
I turned on another street, and found that some cops had set up a road block with their cars. They had their guns out, some were addressing some of the people like me who were in their vehicles trying to get down the road. Other had their guns aimed a crowd of people on the other side of the cars. I noticed the people were running towards the cops, and suddenly the cops started firing. One officer grabbed a megaphone and told everyone in their vehicles to get out of the immediate area. I quickly managed to turn around, but not before noticing that some of the people had gotten over the cop cars, and started attacking the cops violently.
Suddenly, the peaceful summer day became chaos. People went from laughing and strolling to screaming and sprinting around. Cars started speeding everywhere, some crashing. It was like a switch had been flipped or something. I tried to find the nearest road that was safe enough to travel down, thinking of only getting to Rae. I turned on a street that seemed safe, but suddenly a crowd of people appeared and charged for my car like a bunch of maniacs. I tried to swerve around them, but was unsuccessful. I hit some of them and ran over a few of them, and I lost control of the car. I tried to regain it as fast as I could, but it was too late. My car ran off the road and crashed into a ditch. Then everything went black.
I came to, and found myself in the wreckage. My head was pounding and there was a slight ringing in my ears. I felt a sharp pain in my leg, and my left arm was covered in blood. I tried to make sense of what happened. My windows were shattered and I couldn't hear anything. I kicked out my windshield and managed to crawl out of my car. I looked at the wreck, and it was like those car commercials where it shows this wreck that has completely destroyed the vehicle to the point where it doesn't look like a vehicle anymore, but that person miraculously survived. Thank God for seat belts.
I clutched my arm, and limped away from the wreckage. I managed to get out of the ditch, which was deeper than I had thought, and looked around the street. I saw cars wrecked just like mine, some were even on fire. The buildings looked abandoned, some with windows broken and the doors hanging off their hinges. I couldn't believe it, the last thing I had remembered were kids playing, families sitting on their front lawns, people were around. Then there were cops, some gunshots, and some crazy people. The sun wasn't even out anymore. Clouds had settled in the sky.
What the hell happened?
Suddenly, I heard screaming in the distance. It wasn't a regular scream, and that terrified me. It was an inhuman, shrill shriek. It was very high pitched and it gave me goosebumps. I tried to get moving. The road to my aunt's house wasn't too far, and it was a couple of miles down that road before I reached the sub-division. But standing in the city and seeing what was around me, I was very worried about Rae.
It was then that I saw them. They emerged from an alley, and they turned their attention to me. They looked like people, but their skin was slightly discolored, and I saw something about their eyes even though we weren't that close. Their eyes were blazing red.
They screamed, and it was the same inhuman screams I had just heard. They charged for me and I turned to try to run, but my leg hurt so much that I wasn't sure how fast and how far I would make it. I noticed a nearby auto shop, and made a beeline towards it. I got through the door, which luckily had a shelf on the same wall, which I managed to push in front of the door before the crazy people reached it. They started pounding on the doors and the windows. The windows started to crack and would shatter soon, and the door wouldn't hold them back for a long time. I looked around, and saw a door to a garage. I headed into the garage and noticed some vehicles were in here, one of them in pretty good shape. I broke through the window of the car and unlocked the door and climbed in. I had no time to look for keys in the shop, and I figured my best bet would be to hotwire the car. I half smiled, which surprised me given the circumstances. But as I was hotwiring the car, it made me think back to my high school days, when my friends and I would hotwire cars to screw with the other students and some of the faculty members. We would move their cars to a different parking spot or take it off school grounds completely. There was one time we moved our Chemistry teacher's car to the football field, which was pretty hilarious.
I shook off the memories as the car started up. I hurried to open the nearby garage door, and then hurried back to the car just as the crazies broke in through the front. I put the car in gear and sped out of the garage, my next goal reaching my aunt's house.
I finally reached the sub-division. I pulled into the neighborhood and saw some cars had wrecked here as well, and the houses seemed pretty abandoned. I was worried about Rae even more now, but the bright side was that I didn't see any of the crazies, which was a really good thing and it gave me a sense of relief. I turned on the appropriate streets and finally reached my aunt's house. I got out of the car and hurried up to the house, clutching my leg as every step sent sharp pains through it. I reached the front door and knocked on it, but I heard no movement inside. I turned the door knob and discovered that the door was unlocked, so I moved into the house and saw that the inside was pretty clean minus a large bloodstain on the floor that made my stomach churn. From the bloodstain, there were bloody footprints that led to the door to the downstairs bathroom. I slowly moved toward the door, looking around, trying to listen for any sign of movement.
"Rae?" I called out. "Aunt Lisa? Is anyone here?"
Silence answered me. But there was a rustling behind the door. Something told me not to open it, but I gripped the doorknob and turned it. That was when the screams filled the air and my aunt lunged at me. She tried to bite me, but I pushed her off and she lunged again, swinging her arms and hitting me pretty hard. I noticed that her eyes were blazing red, just like the crazies I had seen in town. I pushed her away again, and tried to get away from her. Suddenly, Rae appeared, holding a wooden broomstick handle. He handed it to me and I took it, feeling relieved that he was okay. My aunt moved like she was about to attack again.
"Aunt Lisa, please stop!" I begged. She charged for me but I pushed her away again. "Don't make me do this!"
"Louis, she doesn't understand!" Rae said. "She's gone crazy!"
Aunt Lisa lunged at me again, still trying to bite me. I took the broom handle and whacked her a couple of times, and she finally stopped, doubling over from the blows, and I gave her one final hit across the face, which caused her to fall back and she wasn't moving. I turned to look at Rae, who looked up at me with worry in his eyes. He ran to me and hugged me tight, and I dropped the wooden handle and hugged him back.
"I'm so glad you're okay," I said, feeling extremely relieved.
"You too," Rae said. "I was so scared. She started acting really weird, and she shut herself in the bathroom after it attacked, and-"
"Wait, what?" I asked. "Rae, what happened here?"