Early evening, Monday, Ilya thinks a little bit about going out of town to some village. He took out a piece of paper with a pencil and wrote everything he needed to travel:
1. Bicycle
2. Pills, bandages, etc.
3. cold weapons
4. Stocks of food, water and warm clothes.
He did not dare to take his father's hunting rifle as he was noisy and attracted the dead. Only iodine and activated carbon were in the medicine cabinet, so he had to go to the pharmacy. There was no food at home either, nor electricity, water or gas. But there was a tourist axe, very useful in his situation books about survival and a folding knife. Having eaten the chips found in Ilya's maul, he goes to bed.
On Tuesday morning, Ilya put a bottle of water, an axe and a knife in his backpack, got dressed and went to the pharmacy before that, having assessed the situation on the street. The weather was not very good, pouring rain and a strong wind.
When Ilya came out on the street, he armed himself with an axe and walked quickly to the pharmacy. Suddenly, the guy heard shots somewhere about 500 meters away from him, and then he knew the death scream, ducked down, he further shaved to his goal.
Passing by the wooden one-storey houses Ilya heard a barking, and at that moment an unexpectedly rabid dog of the breed boxer breaks a hole in a weak fence and smells a man immediately rushed to the guy. Ilya squealed and tried to flatter this dog with an axe, but he just shaken up a little. The guy is ready to die, when suddenly there is a rumble and a boxer with bullet holes in his side falls to the wet ground. Ilya looked at the dog with a questioning look, and then at the man with a double-barreled barrel in his hands and a big backpack in the back:
- In short, I'm not going to ceremony with you for a long time, and since I saved your life, you are in debt to me.
He wiped his glasses and continued:
- Bring me two boxes of water and we'll be even, and if you don't repay the debt, you'll be killed like that bastard. Bring the boxes to the same place.
- All right, so be it, I'll bring it.
Ilya tried it and went to the nearest liquor store with the same quick step.
Ten minutes later, Ilya found the store he needed. The doors were nailed down, so I had to climb through the window.
He broke the window and listened to Ilya sneak into the building quietly. It was dark enough in the store, but the vodka boxes were fast enough. The guy threw bottles through the same window and walked towards the man. To his surprise, everything went smoothly.
The day came. Ilya gave up the bottles of alcohol and went to the pharmacy. Coming to the goal it was possible to see at the entrance that in the pharmacy there was a real struggle for medicines. After half an hour Ilya couldn't find anything, all the shelves and even warehouses were devastated by other survivors. Sadly sighed Ilya wanted to go to the grocery store, but he was met by three zombies. A spider, a fat guy, and zombies with inflated muscles, all of them immediately attacked him. The spider attacked the first one and jumped on Ilya at once, but he swung an ax, breaking the skull of the spider into small pieces. The second one was the fatty one. The guy tried to hit him on the head with an ax too, but he did not even shout in pain. His weapon was useless here, so he bypassed the two remaining slow zombies and rushed to the grocery store.
After suffocating and opening the door to the shop, Ilya was very disappointed. The shop was just like the pharmacy was crushed. All he could find was a couple of peach cans and corn sticks.
Tuesday night, he came home on a different route, namely on the roofs of the garages, the guy began to gather for a hike. He marked on the map, which was hanging in his room where he had to go, pumped up the bike tires and checked the chain, packed all the things listed above into his backpack and went to bed. He was very tired.