{"id":2034,"date":"2009-12-10T23:51:37","date_gmt":"2009-12-11T04:51:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zyracuse.com\/?p=2034"},"modified":"2010-01-12T22:15:57","modified_gmt":"2010-01-13T03:15:57","slug":"2034","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zyracuse.com\/?p=2034","title":{"rendered":"East Elizabeth And Fennel"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 There is a house in the heart of Skaneateles. The house has seen better days. Especially since the outbreak. In fact the whole town has seen better days. One beautiful houses are now to the point of falling down. Stores have been broken into and cleaned out. Restaurants have been broken into by desperate people trying to survive. A once clean lake is now murky and smells of sulfur. On the edge of the lake lives a family. This particular family refused to leave their house. This house had been in their family for a while now and they weren\u2019t leaving it now. In this house was a husband and wife and their son.<\/span><\/div>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Allen was a little boy. Since the outbreak had happened he had been having nightmares of his father. His father was working as a construction worker and he never came home one night. Allen\u2019s mommy told him every night before she tucked him into bed that his father was coming home the next day. After four weeks of her saying that Allen stopped believing it.<\/span><\/div>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Allen watched his mother look out the window everyday and Allen knew what she was waiting for. His mother had started believing her own lies that her husband was coming home.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHow come I can\u2019t go outside and play with my friends?\u201c Allen asked his mother.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIts not safe Allen. There are bad people out there.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHow come daddy is out there mommy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHe\u2019s working.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAlone?!?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo, he\u2019s not alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIs he helping the bad guys, is daddy one of the bad guys?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI surely hope not! Now go play.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Allen went off to play leaving his mother sitting in the front windowsill. He grabbed his jacket and decided to go out and play on the swing set his daddy built him last summer. He hadn\u2019t been outside since the day his daddy didn\u2019t coming home. He sat on the swing and pushed off. The swing was squeaky, he must find out where his daddy went so he can fix the swing. Allen stopped swinging after a while because of the constant squeaking noise and moved onto his trucks in the dirt pile next to the garden. He started to build a mountain of dirt when he heard a crash and his mom screaming.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cMommy?!?\u201d screamed Allen and waited a second for his mom to respond. She didn\u2019t respond so Allen ran inside with his dad\u2019s bat in hand. When he went inside, the first thing he noticed were tiny pieces of glass on the floor in front of the picture window where his mom was sitting.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cMommy, please answer me!\u201d Allen yelled with a hint of panic in his voice. He went into the living room. He found his mom laying on the ground covered in blood and biting her neck was a tall man that he only recognized as his father because of the shirt he was wearing. It was the shirt he bought his daddy for Christmas.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDaddy, you finally came home! What happened to Mo\u2026.\u201d was all Allen could get out. His dad looked up as soon as he started talking. He was grayish and his eyes weren\u2019t the shade of blue like Allen\u2019s anymore. Now they were red with giant black circles in the center.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDADDY\u2026 what happened to you?\u201d asked Allen. His daddy let go of his wife and stood up. His eyes never left Allen\u2019s. The next thing Allen knew his daddy was lifting him up against the wall and it didn\u2019t feel like his daddy.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cPlease don\u2019t hurt me, Daddy\u201d was the last thing Allen said. The next thing Allen knew his daddy was screaming in his face and biting him.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Allen woke up screaming. His mom came running in prepared for the worst. When she leaned nothing bad was happening she ran to her son\u2019s bedside. Another bad dream.<\/p>\n

She looked in the cabinet for some treats to help put him back to sleep and sighed, not only because she knew there was nothing there, but because she did not know which way her husband had headed when he went out to look for food eight days earlier.
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