never trust a Ford so she kept looking. Off on the edge she saw what she watend and ran toward the Jeep Wrangler hoping to find keys but what she found was a man with a gunshot right between his eyes but no gun. Ceara wondered where the gun was and if the man had really shot himself, it didn’t look like it was point blank range. She looked around thinking that if the person that fired the shot was still around then she would have been shot already. She focused back on the man in the jeep and saw the ignition empty, she did a heavy sigh, she didn’t know how to hot wire a car so the jeep was out. She looked around for supplies in the jeep and found little more to use, Ceara turned to leave but something caught her eye. She looked back to the floorboard and saw the keys, they were by the dead man’s foot. Ceara thought he was trying to get them out of the ignition to get away from whoever shot him.She reached in and grabbed the keys, they had several keys and a Texas Longhorn’s key chain, but the jeep key was pretty obvious. She stepped back looking back to where her car was, she would bring everything over and load the jeep before pulling the man out.A little over an hour later she had the jeep loaded with her gear and the stuff she had gotten out of a few of the other cars, she had even found a map with a national park circled, the very same park she was heading too. She thought she knew the way but the map helped and she was not about to leave it behind. Elephant Rock Park had been where her dad had hauled her and her mom kicking and screaming every year until she had moved out. Ceara thanked god now because she knew just what part of the park she watend to go and have some of the amenities like running water.Once everything was loaded she didn’t have any other thing to do but pull the man out of the driver’s seat. Taking a deep breath as she pulled open the door, she didn’t think the man had begun decomposing, but the smell was horrible. She grabbed his arm and soon found that the clothes had hid the decaying form. The man’s arm ripped off with an nauseating sound, Ceara gagged as she tossed the arm aside. Reaching back in not sure how to get him out now, what if something else ripped off? Ceara ran around to the passenger side and jumped in, she began kicking at the man to push him out but he wouldn’t budge, Ceara was in tears, “GET OUT GOD DAMN YOU!!” She kicked several more times before she saw the seat belt, reaching over she quickly released it and the man just fell out of the jeep with a sickening plop. Wiping her brow feeling like an idiot, she climbed over to the driver’s seat and started the jeep. She threw it into reverse and pulled away from the man’s body, then threw it back in park. That’s when she saw the gas gauge, it was on empty. She hit the steering wheel, “Well, Fuck me!” Maximus suddenly jumped in the jeep causing her to scream, “Damn it Max don’t do that!” She laid her head on the steering wheel as she killed the engine again, “We ain’t going just yet, we need gas.”Ceara had thought about just finding another car but this was the only jeep and she would need it to get through some of the off road things she knew she would be doing. If she was going to get gas she would have to siphon it out of some of the other cars. Most cars ran on unleaded but a few trucks she thought ran on diesel so she would avoid any trucks, but how would she even begin? She climbed back out of the jeep and looked around wondering if any of these cars even had much gas.Ceara knew from all the movies she had seen that she needed a garden hose but she only needed a part of one. Well right now she didn’t even have a full water hose or a knife to cut it up. “Okay first things first, look for some kind of hose. Most cars wouldn’t be carrying a hose in the trunk so she focused on trucks, hoping one was coming from a landscaping job. Glancing over the bridge she saw a dead Mexican man on the highway, she knew it was racist but she hoped he was coming from mowing a yard. She grabbed her gun and headed down the on ramp to scavenge through several of the trucks.In one truck she found a tool box, she had no clue how to use most tools but she had time to learn or she hoped she did. She set it on the shoulder and got back to looking for the hose. Leaning into a truck bed looking around, tossing trash and beer cans aside, suddenly a hand had her ankle. Ceara grabbed a rail that had been welded to the bed of the truck pulling herself into the truck bed. She spun onto her back in time to see the deader reaching for her again; Ceara leveled the gun at the girls head and pulled the trigger. The girl’s head exploded causing the blood to splatter on Ceara. She crawled her way to the other side of the bed, laying a hand on just what she needed, a water hose. Terrified to get back out of the truck bed she just sat there, Maximus came trotting up sniffing the dead girls body growling. “You’re a bit late” Ceara thought with Maximus there it was safe to get out. She climbed out very much on guard again, she had known better than to believe it was safe. Finding a knife on a decayed man’s or what she thought was a man, he was to decomposed to really know, it was what she had always heard was called a Rambo knife.She found what she needed and didn’t want to stay here any longer than needed, the sun was setting and night without cover with deaders around wasn’t a good idea. She grabbed the hose and cut a long section then headed back up to the vehicles on the ramp with the knife, hose and toolbox. The tools came in handy almost immediately, several cars had locking gas caps and Ceara had used the screwdriver to pop them open. The first was disgusting, Ceara had grabbed her gas cans from the jeep and went to a larger car hoping it held more gas, after popping the cap she slide the hose down the tank and sucked on the hose for a few minutes, then decided she must not have it in far enough. Pushing in as far as she dared wanting to make sure the other end would still reach the gas can, she started sucking on the hose again thinking it would take longer because of how much hose was in the tank. Suddenly she had a mouthful of gas and was gagging letting gas just run onto the road. She moved the end into the can as she continued to spit gas out.The idea that the larger car would have more gas was not true, it ran out before her can was even half full. She had to do this process several more times before the jeep tank was full and both tanks were too. Soon her and Maximus where driving away, she wanting to get at least to the Missouri state line before finding somewhere to sleep, they pulled over in an empty field and she slept for a couple of hours but the thought of deaders walking up. Pulling back on the road she made it to Elephant Rock Park the next afternoon, part of the park looked like someone had blown up some of the area that made Ceara wonder if this was a good choice. She thought deaders must be around or no one would blow up things. The first camp site’s bathrooms were gone, all that remained was rubble. Making her way further into the camp she found a spot and threw the jeep into park, “Well I guess this is home for now.” She opened the door and Maximus bolted out before she could, “Well jeezes manners” Maximus was marking all the trees, but stopped sniffing the air, “What? Do you smell one of them?” He growled, taking off through the trees leaving Ceara no choice but to follow.