Once my p***y is raw from all the licking I can’t help hissing every time he tongues me. I push at it’s head only to be growled at but luckily it doesn't do anything more than that. Only licks and growls occasionally. Will I die here from p***y eating? And shitting p***y eating at that. “Please?” I whisper for what feels like the hundredth time. “Please stop. It’s starting to hurt.” My voice is shaking but the zombie finally stops. It growls more fiercely than before and I think this is it. It will kill me. But it doesn’t it only moves up, still pinning my legs open as it stares at me.
Its lips are no longer glistening and are closed. I can’t look away from its dead milky white eyes. I have lasted this long with it, so I don’t move. I don’t know what I am doing. What is wrong with me? When it finally releases my legs I snap them shut and scramble out of the couch. I lunge towards a sword that is leaning against the chair but It grabs me from the back and throws me violently back to the couch. It looms over me snarling with its black lips peeled back showing his sharp canines. But it doesn’t move only stares. When I lean over to try and look at my pack he mirrors me and growls. Okay, so I can’t move.
After a few more tires and stare-downs I try and decide if I can jump out the window. I will die of course but I will die here, won’t I? Just because it’s toying with me doesn’t mean anything. Maybe it’s not hungry yet. So I am on a timer for being eaten, I just don’t know when it will be. Taking my chances I get up quickly only to me pined back down to the couch. The zombie quickly pins me back with little effort back to the couch and screams at me. Only an inch or two from my face.
Its breath makes my eyes water and I gag. This is it. I brace myself for the inevitable but it releases me and steps back staring at me once more. A sob breaks through my lips and I cry. Collapsing on the crouch, I cry myself to sleep somehow.
When I awake it’s morning time and the zombie isn’t there. Thank god! I quickly dress and gather my supplies. My stomach grows with hunger making me jump. Maybe it was just a dream? I sure hope it was, that could never happen. I take out some jerky and eat it quietly. I don’t want my dream from last night to deter me, so when I step to the broken window I use my suction cups to climb up. I just need to get the tower on that’s it. It should be solar powered and with a larger network, we can reach other colonies. And maybe I won’t feel so alone…
It’s mid-day when I reach the top and I am exhausted. I know I need to look for the manual switch but I am tired and hungry again. So I sit on the edge and look out at the city. I can’t help but think of it as beautiful. Nature has taken over the city and trees have grown everywhere even inside buildings. It’s simply amazing to look out at the greenery. I can hardly recall the days before.
With one last sigh out at the jungle that is the city I get up and stretch. I have rested eaten and drank some water. Now it’s time to look for this manual switch. As I make my way through the trees and tall grass on the top of the building I keep an eye out for zombies. My dream last night scared me and I am more than paranoid now.
Luckily no zombies are on the roof and I am at the radio tower. I see the solar panels and clean them off from debris. I hope it still works or this whole trip, me scaling the building will be all for nothing. Once the panels are cleaned off I begin the climb to the control panel, well where I think the control panel is. From my binoculars, I have studied this building from head to toe and from the top from other buildings to get close. Jack says it's for nothing that I can’t get to it but jokes on him. I am here.
Finally, when I reach the panel my heart is in my throat looking around. There is so much to see out here and the ground almost doesn’t exist anymore. The sun beats down on my face and the wind whips my hair and I smile. I did it. I made it. f**k Jack. Turning back to the panel I try and open it but it won’t open. No big deal I can break it open. Taking a flat head screwdriver from my pack I jam it in the attempt to break it and… nothing. It won’t budge so I keep trying until I start to feel the air cool and the sun begin to dip. “f**k” I say in defeat and stare at the panel when I hear the radio.
“Where the f**k are you Gwen?”
Taking the radio off my belt I simply say, “tower.”
“Still? Really? You were supposed to meet us.”
“Jack, I made it.”I say simply and wait for his response. It seems to go on forever but finally, when he speaks it’s with a deep sigh.
“I told you that task was not worth anything. You promised me you would let it go.”
“Well, I couldn’t keep that promise,” I say simply again. I can’t let this go, we need the connection with other colonies… I need the connection. I have been lost without him and I can’t help but need more than my colony can give or really will give. “I made it Jack. I am on the tower.”
Silence, “Well f**k me. You made it huh? Did you get the radio on?”
“Not yet.” I admit.
“Well don’t waste the trip.” He says as a goodbye and I smile. I have his blessing then, finally. It only took me being up here, on the top of a radio tower, on the tallest building but I did it. It feels good to have someone listen to me for the first time. Jamming the screwdriver into the side of the panel I have already peeled up I lean forward, putting all my weight on it, and my screwdriver snaps.
“f**k!” I scream. f**k, f**k, f**k. I sit down, resting my back against the pole, and cry in frustration. This trip was for nothing I don’t have anything else to open it up with. With a final sigh, I wipe my tears and start climbing down. I could look in the building for something but the chance of being swarmed is too great and I would be trapped. Once I am back on the roof the sun has sunk a little more and I know I will need to rest again.
Once I am down from the tower I place my suction cups on and I begin to make my way down the glass of the building to the same room as before. I have forgotten the dream with my exhaustion and fall onto the couch asleep.