STAR G A Z E R.

Jonathan took a deep breath as he hopped off the box and onto the street, his slim fingers brushing against the concert below him as his dark blue eyes gazed into the distance. He stood upright and looked around before tightening the grip on his hiking bag strap. The sound of infected groaning echoed loudly causing him to steadily walk down the alley until he came to the ladder that was halfway pulled down. Taking a deep breath, he jumped up and latched onto the ladder to bring it down fully. He climbed up the ladder quickly and once he was up there he gave a grunt as he struggled to pull the ladder back up and lock it in place.

Jonathan rushed to the closed window and latched his fingers under it then he gave a pull to it causing it to smoothly slide up. Before entering he turned on his flashlight and turned it on, the light hitting something causing a reflection, light filled the room. He turned it off and pulled out his handgun to check the outside of the motel.

Empty.

Jonathan holstered his gun and opened the door to the stairs before breaking out into a light jog. He needed to get to his safe house before anything else happened.

As he approached the front door he could've sworn he had seen someone but his thoughts were shaken by the rumbling ground below him. His eyes shot up to see a army truck making its way down the street, the infected trailing behind it as if it were an ice cream truck. Jonathan slowly closed the door and backed away from the door before slowly making his way behind the counter only to peek his eyes over the counter line to watch it go by. The sound of screaming following it.

Silence filled the motel and he stood upright before shaking hushed and heading to the rest room where the large glass window hung slightly open. His fingertips brushed against the line before he grabbed it and pulled it up higher, listening to the sides lock in place.  A grunt escaped his lips as he pulled himself through the window and he gave another once he landed on his feet outside the bathroom.

He wasted no time jogging down the street and stopping by the building, his back pressing against the brick wall. His eyes jerked to his feet where over grown weeds seemed to bite at his pants. "Damn it." The words came out in a hushed whisper as he narrowed his eyes at the weeds. A small kick was given.

The sound of infected screeching echoed and time stood still for him as his body froze in place. His gaze locked with white eyes but never did he move a muscle. It was a matter of life and death.

And he was staring the man dead in the eyes.

A small snap was given from the monster as it jerked it's head to the left and right, nose pointed up in the air as if to sniff. Suddenly the sound of the trucks horn echoed and caught the dead man's attention. The infected turn his head before screaming and running off into the darkened alley.

Jonathan took this as his opening and made a sprint for the city's exit. He slowed down once the screeching stopped, fearing he may attract more attention due to the earths vibration. His eyes glanced back to see nothing but trash flying around on the road.

The street was as empty as his hope for the salvation of this world. It was as if men no longer existed in it. Nothing but monsters. He turned his attention back to the road and began to walk his way out of the city.

As he did this his gaze shifted to the shimmering stars above him. "Where are you guys?" His whisper was covered by the winds soft tune causing him to let out a sigh and turn his gaze back to the road ahead.