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Planet Terror: Hell Breaks Loose
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Meanwhile, the fireside leader’s forum had ended. Leigh and Dylan relaxed in front of their tent, playing cards. Catherine joined them and they started a lively game of poker. Jenny and Shane wandered over, putting a stereo on near them.
The camp was growing complacent. They were also growing noisy.
Helena and Bette were startled by the loud music coming from outside.
“hey, Kit, what’s going on out there?” Bette moved to get up from her place on the bed with Helena, but Helena pulled her back down.
“I’ll go.” Kit mumbled. This sort of thing could get them in big trouble if enough of those creeps heard the party. Her house was a quiet refuge, and she had survived seven months of hell because of it.
Jenny and Shane were dancing to White Riot when Kit approached. She stood and listened, looking mildly confused at the lyrics, before kicking the stereo with her boot and turning it off.
“Hey!” Jenny shouted, but backed off the second she saw who was interrupting their dance party.
Catherine looked up, mildly amused. In front of her, Leigh and Dylan were stripped down to their underwear. Kit didn’t ask.
“Jenny, Shane, everyone…” She turned to address the others who had gathered around this poker party and impromptu dance club. “We have got to be a lot quieter than this. Those things are still out there. Now I know that you all have survived for a whole entire fucking day on the road, but I am telling you, we are not in the clear yet.”
Dylan nodded. “Sorry Kit, we’ll keep it down.”
Just then, shots rang out from the front lines. Silence followed.
And then at least a dozen guns fired at once.
Dylan and Leigh threw their clothes on in a hurry, grabbing their weapons and running to join the others.
“Look out!” Shane pointed to the side area. A few people rushed in front of her. Flashlights held to shotguns revealed a dozen infected, climbing carefully under barbed wire. All were hopelessly tangled within seconds.
“Hold your fire.” The three who held shotguns raised them on Bette’s orders. She had run out, against Helena’s wishes, to see what the commotion was about.
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Nice try, Alice, but you’re just not the leader type. Psycho Jenny terminating her creator was a neat bit of poetic justice. Planet Terror is shaping up to be a classic page-turner, and at the heart of it are two deeply sympathetic characters. Helena’s nightmare had better be displaced anxiety and not a hint of things to come!
The more you write and the more I read the more I like this cant wait for another update. thanks
This story had a little bit of everything and that’s what make it so good. Great update! And just like the infected I keep coming back for more.
Damn! That was at turns hilarious (Goddess & She, IC, Jenny), sad, and completely terrifying. This story is just bloody fantastic… you’ve always got me on the edge of my seat, you make me crow with laughter, and you’ve made me really like and care about Bette and Helena together. I don’t have enough thumbs to put up to relay how great I think this story and your writing is. Anyway, post the next soon, helebette. Thanks!
Did you see Omega Man? I frickin love this story
thanx for the fantastic update. u r doing a great job with this story. please update soon
I am officially scared – I need to go read something romantic – Ligea’s Poet springs to mind. Great update.
That Jenny is one tough critic. I wonder if she can take it as well as she can dish it out? But there must still be beauty left in this nightmarish world if she find the one for her, another label-lover.
I love it and can’t what to see what will happen next please post soon