Saturday, October 17, 2015
Forgotten by Samie Sands
The Lockdown has failed.
The AM13 virus is spreading out of control, and there doesn't seem to be any way of stopping it.
The Government announces its new plan - a sanctuary in an area completely untouched by infection.
If you can get there unscathed of course...
So loud. It feels like it's coming from inside my own head.
I cover my ears with my hands, pulling my knees up to my chest, trying to block out the whole world for a moment. I just need to think.
I don't know what to do about her, I really don't. I can't just do nothing. She isn't right, however much I try and convince myself otherwise. I have to accept the truth. I have to admit that whatever is behind that door, isn’t my cousin. Not anymore. But that doesn’t make any of this any easier.
When I found her, outside the door collapsed and covered in blood, I completely freaked out, what if she had this thing, the illness? I had to block out all my deep rooted fears about catching the disease while I carried her in and cleaned her off. I didn’t have any choice, did I? There’s no one else left. I don’t even know how she got here, was she heading this way on purpose, coming to see me? Or was it simply a coincidence that it’s my door she passed out in front of?
I left her to sleep. She slept for days. She slept for so long I started to fear that I was too late, that she was already dead.
I heard her get up out of the bed and move about the room. I waited. I didn't talk for fear of what she might say, for fear of learning what had truly happened to her.
She switched. Day to day. Minute to minute. One moment she would be speaking, albeit very slurred and stilted words that I could never really understand. The next I’d just hear screaming and smashing, as things would be thrown around in a violent rage. It was terrifying.
Now, I'd give anything for that emotion. Now all I can hear is growling, moaning, shuffling.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
I fear she is going to bring that flimsy door down soon, making my decision for me. I'm not ready for it, not yet. I’ve already lost too many people. She might be the only one I have left.
Samie Sands is a 29 year old freelance graphic designer who has recently decided to follow her lifelong dream and use her creativity in a new way by writing.
She currently has 2 books published by Triplicity Publishing - Lockdown and Forgotten, with the third book in progress. She also has had short stories published in a number of very successful anthologies.
She lives in a small seaside town in the UK, but loves to travel to gain inspiration from new places and different cultures. To follow Samie's work, please check out http://samiesands.com.