Chapter 150: Delliah Magnolia LaRue
The days started to blend together, and before I knew it, seven days had passed. Sure, someone was always there to deliver food to me twice a day, but the meals were nothing more than a few moldy buns that were passed through the bars in the door.
I was also given a water bottle every morning, but I was expected to return it every night so that it could be refilled.
Besides all that, the accommodations weren’t all that bad, and I only had my sleep interrupted another two times by zombies.
Looking around the room one last time, I made sure that the cot was in its proper place and that everything was in order. The last thing I wanted was to share something that was mine with the next person in here.
The lock on my door groaned as a key was inserted into it and turned, but Candy’s worried face was what made me the most curious.
"Is everything okay?" I asked, somewhat confused. I hadn’t heard any zombies this morning, but it was clear that something was wrong with the woman.
"Oh, thank the Lord you are okay," the guard sighed as she rushed in and gave me a hug. "There have been a few more zombie outbreaks here, and the regular staff wasn’t allowed in, just in case. Otherwise, I would have come and checked on you."
"Checked on me?" I repeated. "I was fine; where was I going to go?"
Candy chuckled as she stroked the top of my head. "We found out that not all the locks were working properly, and zombies were able to get into and out of the different rooms. Almost 15 women were killed this week, and I guess the men’s side was even worse."