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Michael Collins

Bastards

Spineless, fucking bastards

Once I&039;d decided to leave that was it, I was going Itto happen next and no-one kne safe ere going to be Probleree that we shouldabout it Until it was ti out of the city h, none of the and waiting in the coht of taking those first few tentative steps outside their new found co I stood there in the ht in front of the sheep they nodded their heads and h, when Paul Garner and Stuart stood up and had their say and told theht it was better to sit still and wait for fucking eternity, the deal was done and the matter was closed Suddenly it felt like it wasto identify more with the bodies outside on the streets than with the empty, lifeless bastards I foundand short of it, that was it We could stay there and rot or we could go It wasn&039;tEether while Carl and I went out into the city to try and get everything we ht need for our journey to God knohere Once ere outside the stupidity and short-sightedness of the people hiding in the cooldanted we could have, we just had to look for it It was like shopping with a credit card that didn&039;t have a limit, and the dead shop assistants were infinitely less irritating than they had been before they&039;d died The strangest thing though was standing in the shops and looking out onto the silent streets There were plenty of staggering bodies drifting about aimlessly Truth be told, there wasn&039;t much difference between the hordes of dead creatures today and the hordes of equally aimless consumers that had trampled the same streets less than a week earlier

We found ourselves a decent sized car froe It was one of those people carriers with seven seats We didn&039;t have et the biggest car we could find We decided that if push caht for a while about getting a Transit van or soainst it There didn&039;t see it e could have a little bit of comfort for no extra effort and at no extra risk

We collected food and clothes because none of us had brought very much with us From time to ti hos cropped up At first I wasn&039;t bothered about going back but Carl was certain that he didn&039;t want to He&039;d already told me a little about his wife and child and I understood why he didn&039;t want to go anywhere near his place I lived alone and the oing back to my empty house seeh - I couldn&039;t have coped if I&039;d left anyone behind At the end of the day apart from my past all that was there were possessions which could easily be replaced Just about anything I wanted I could take from the shelves of one of the desolate shops we looted

I was losing all track of time We had been up and out since nine o&039;clock but it felt like it wasthe week my days had lost all form, structure and familiarity No-one slept much People woke up whenever they woke up and kept themselves occupied as best they could until they couldn&039;t keep their eyes open any longer There were no set mealtimes, rest tied and seeer than the last

Just before eleven Carl and I drove our silver van loaded with supplies back along the silent streets to the community centre