Chapter Five
“Oh God, what happened?” I asked.
Sara walked in with an arm around Kristie, who appeared devastated. They were followed by the rest of the girls, also looking very somber.
I picked up Megan, who was holding Kylie’s hand. The poor two-year-old appeared bewildered by everyone’s misery.
“Let me take her downstairs,” said Bryce softly, motioning to Megan.
I gave her a kiss on the forehead and then handed her over to him. When they were gone, I asked again. “Well, what happened?”
“It was... horrible,” shuddered Sara, Megan’s mother, who’s about six months pregnant.
I looked behind them toward the front door; someone was missing. “Where’s Hannah?”
Kristie covered her face and began sobbing.
“She... the zombies got her,” choked Paige who also started to cry.
I looked down
