Vampires will never hurt you. Part 14

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Vampires will never hurt you. Part 14

This is the third part I've written today. Ah, well. Please read and comment!

When I walked outside, it was all go.
Trucks were lined up along the tent front; there were about thirty of them, all full of supplies. Men and women were all saying goodbye to their families, and then rushing on to the trucks themselves, armed with whatever they could carry. Some of them looked scared, others just looked excited.
Gerard led me to a truck numbered '22', where we met up with Frank, Ray and Mikey.
All of them looked hard and grim, but smiled when they saw us.
"This is us." Ray said, and he led us inside.

The truck wasn't that crammed; just cluttered with odd items.
There was a bycicle in one corner; it looked pretty much broken though. In the other corner there was food and bottled water, piled high. There were weapons dotted around the place, each of them looking intimidating. My leg was fixed now, so I at least was in full fighting mode.
I took a seat on one of the benches, Frank and Gerard sitting on either side of me.
There was a couple of other people on the truck. A man who I regconised as one of the kitchen chefs, a women who worked in the medical tent. There was a teenage girl sitting opposite me, her eyes were wide and petrified, her hand clamped on her boyfriends knee. There were two men who I knew from the military tent too, and a dozen others I didn't know.
"Where's Ross?" I whispered to Gerard.
"He's coming soon. He gave me an update this morning." He replied.
"And?"
"There are still vampires around the fence; one of them was spotted this morning. There's four hundred and sixty two people going to the city, and six hundred and twelve staying behind. He counted on the register." He rolled his eyes and started muttering about wasted time.
"Sounds like he was busy last night." I muttered, and we both smirked.
"There's thirty trucks; he's on number 1.If he's coming." he added.
"What? He is coming, right?"
"I don't know. Ross strikes me as a bit of a coward, but I'm guessing we have to trust him."
"Sound like that idea isn't appealing to you." I raised my eyebrows.
He grinned, "Trust me, it's not."
A few others got on the truck, making it a bit of a squeeze. I was no longer sitting between Gerard and Frank; I was wedged between them.
The truck started up, and we were moving.
"Good thing I'm claustrophobic then." Frank said. He'd gone a delicate shade of green. I took his hand and squeezed it.
"Don't worry, just try and relax." I smiled, reasuringly.
"Easy, considering what we're about to do." He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and put his head back. He remained like that for the rest of the journey.
Mikey and Ray played I-spy. Me and Gerard stayed silent, listening to the rest of the peoples conversations.
Most people were just discussing what we were up against, but I was listening to the two teenagers opposite me. It was the girl who was petrified, but she had calmed down slightly now. She was talking to her boyfriend, whispering softly to each other.
It took me a while to realise they were saying goodbye. My eyes welled up. Gerard followed my gaze, and realised what they were doing.
He took my free hand and squeezed it tightly.
The rest of the journey was silent.
Everyone had become intimidated by the shadow of the city, that was now looming ahead of us. A couple slowly picked up weapons off the ground.
Gerards walkie talkie then spoke for everyone to hear.
It was confirmed they were following us.
Everyone's eyes were wide. Some gritted their teeth, others lips trembled.
An hour passed until the truck stopped. We all tumbled out, one or two people vomiting, their legs like jelly. The other trucks came too, all unloading people with weapons.
Me, Gerard, Mikey, Ray and Frank were all armed with mega phones. We had planned to stop at the edge of the city, and walk to the centre, to maybe give us a bit of a sneak advantage.
So we started walking.
We were right at the front; the leaders and the fourhundred and sixty two walked behind.
Then we reached the centre, all of us crowding in a circle.
Something was wrong though.
There were no voices, no people passing by. No sound whatsoever.
"Where is everyone?" I whispered.
"Church......? I don't......." Gerard replied.
Then we realised.
The whole city was deserted, empty.........