I'll never forget that morning, it looked like a scene from a horror movie… It was foggy, Historia and I were on patrol. We couldn't see anything for miles.
We were sent out because I could hear Lee’s Walkman from nearly a mile away, and Historia was quick with a knife.
The fog against the trees made a misty gray, almost green color, and the beauty of it all was distracting. Not too distracting though.
I could hear the jingling bells, and we went to check it out.
Historia was watching me like a cat. “Hey Sydney~” She said grinning at me with her gorgeous green eyes sparkling like the setting sun.
“What is it~” I say in an equally sing song voice. I could play her little game for now. I felt her pain. We've been itching for a bed to share ever since our last sanctuary got burnt down.
“Maybe we could…” She winked, and I rolled my eyes grinning. “Aww, but Syd!” She put her hand low on my waist.
I shook my head and spun out of her grasp taking her hand in mine. “What if something gets through?”
“There's probably only one, I think we’ll have time~” Her hand was so warm on mine, I could feel my stomach churn in cruel desire. I gave in to her.
It was a mistake.
The herd that broke through separated us, we swore to run straight for camp. My beautiful wife ran…
I never saw her again.