Read The Event: The Beginning for Free Online

really didn’t want to push them all out of the way by hand, but we would if need be.
                  "Probably, but they are all pointing different directions. It would be difficult without damaging the truck." He replied.
                  "Alright, crap. Let's see if they have anything we can use, siphon gas, then we will put them in neutral and push." I said to the group. We all started checking them out, watching for infected, or a trap in case there were non-infected around trying to jump travelers. We didn't find anything in the cars we could take, and several were locked. We busted windows out, put them in neutral and started pushing them out of the way. We had them all cleared but one when the first infected came out of the woods. One of the guards noticed it first, and quietly got our attention. Since I didn’t want any undue attention, I signaled him not to fire, and I drew my sword. I crept up towards it as it shambled towards the group, keeping myself low behind the cars.
                  As I crouched behind a SUV we just moved, it came around the corner, its attention on the closest guard to me. I waved at him to keep its attention, but not fire. I stood slowly as it passed me, and then planted my sword in the top of its head. The thing hit its knees as the force of my blow forced it down. I kicked it in the back as I pulled my sword out and it hit the ground, face first. I watched it until I was sure it wasn’t going to move anymore, and then looked around for more. Not seeing any movement I cleaned my blade then put it away. The guards had finished moving the last car by then, so I signaled to load up and keep moving.
                  Everything went smoothly again until we got to Branson. As we drove, there were several areas with wrecked cars, burned cars, burned buildings. It appeared that Branson was hit pretty hard by looters and rioters. There were bodies beside the street, trash everywhere, and most of the businesses had busted out windows and doors hanging off the hinges. The more we saw, the more worried I was for my family and their friends.
                  We came up to the exit for the lake. My cousins had decided to hole up at a friends' resort on the lake. Since my dad and brother lived on the same lake, they could just take their boat there. I hoped that they were there and not forced to leave. I didn’t know how I would find them if they had to go somewhere else.
                  We passed more burnt buildings, cars abandoned and destroyed. There were some buildings that appeared to have been fortified at one point, but it looked like rioters had broken in. It took about thirty minutes to get to the resort from the highway, and the gate at the entrance had been smashed in. I radioed to Jeff to not go in, and he pulled off to the side and stopped. All the drivers pulled up in a line, or side by side, and we got out. I surveyed the gatehouse, the broken gate, and decided I wasn't taking the convoy in. I would unhitch my car alone and go in search of my family.
                  "I don't think that’s a wise idea, Sheldon. At least take an RV, with guards. We can undo the trailer and leave it. At least that way you would have space to bring everyone out, and have protection.” Jeff pleaded with me. I considered it, and then decided his idea was better. We took off the trailer from the closest RV to the gate, left it sitting in the road. I asked for volunteers to go with me, and picked only five out the ones that raised their hands. We then set out into the resort to look for survivors.
                  We pulled up to the office first, and we went inside to search for a map. I found one, and realized the resort was actually pretty big. I figured they would want access to the boat dock, so I started my search for them there. It appeared that there was a sizable building near the docks that could be