Yesterday's Gone: Season One

saying monsters killed someone?”
    “Tore her to shreds,” Ken said, eyes dead serious.
    “Lemme see,” Teagan said, joining Ed at the window.
    Ed ignored her at first, not wanting to take his eyes off whatever was in his sights.  
    “Lemme see,” Teagan pleaded.
    Ed turned to her, then shook his head, “I don’t think you should see this.”
    She grabbed the binoculars from his hands and raised them to her eyes, focused, and saw the walking nightmares for herself. She was suddenly confused, and dizzy, as if the world were sliding out from under her.  
    The air gained weight and pushed her to the floor.

    **

    When she came to, Teagan was in a bed, daylight bleeding through thick black curtains.  
    “Where am I?” she asked, head pounding. Her hands found her baby, and for a terrifying moment, she thought she couldn’t feel anything inside her. Then it kicked, as if to answer her fears, and Teagan found herself crying, then cursing herself for being so emotional.
    “You okay?” a voice beside her said.
    Jade was lying next to her. “You fainted. But Dad said you’d be okay. I said I’d stay with you.”
    Jade handed her a bottle of water.  
    Teagan was surprisingly thirsty. And hungry. “Thank you,” she said, gulping half the bottle. “Where is everyone?”
    “Dad and Ken went to search the other rooms for more weapons, though I’m not sure if they’ll find any.”
    “Why are they getting weapons?” Teagan asked.
    “My dad said we’re gonna need all the weapons we can find to protect ourselves.”
    “Yeah, that sounds like your dad,” Teagan said smiling.
    “What do you mean?” Jade said, face suddenly serious
    “Well, you know how your dad is, all that secret agent stuff.” Teagan said, waiting for Jade’s muscles to relax. Instead, her cheeks tightened.
    “What did my dad tell you? ”
    Teagan was afraid she’d said too much.  
    What if Ed is so secret an agent that not even his own family knows what he does for a living?  
    Teagan was sure Ed said that his family knew what he did. Right?   No, she wasn’t certain. But she was mortified that she might have dropped a ball that would destroy an already fractured relationship between Ed and his daughter.  
    “He didn’t tell me much, just that he worked for the government.” Teagan considered saying he was also an ace with a gun and had taken down two men and a helicopter, but decided to keep her big mouth shut.
    “Listen,” Jade said, “I don’t know what my dad told you, or what you think you know about him, but he’s not some government agent, a spy, or cop, or whatever crazy thing he told you.”
    “What do you mean?” Teagan said, “He told me you two never saw each other because he was always on the road working for the government.”
    “On ‘the road,’” Jade said, with a bitter laugh, “That’s cute. I guess that’s what he’s calling it when he’s on the run from the law, ‘on the road.’ My dad isn’t what he says he is, or who you think he is. He’s been on the run for four years for murder. The reason we didn’t see each other was because he was locked in a mental institution until he broke out a few months ago.”
    Teagan felt dizzy again.

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    TO BE CONTINUED...

 
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    EPISODE FIVE
     
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LUIS TORRES

    October 16
     
    Early morning
     
    New York City
     

    “I have to find them.” Brent said, staring at the thousands of bodies piled in Times Square. “I have to see for myself.”
    “There’s too many.” Luis said, “Even if your wife and son are in there, and we have no reason to think they are, we’d be here all day searching. And then we’ll miss the ferry to Black Island. Plus, we’ve still got Comatose Joe waiting in the car.”
    “Go without me,” Brent said, walking through rows of stacked corpses, searching for any sign of his family. “I’m staying here.”
    “You can’t stay here, those creatures are gonna come back.”
    “I don’t care!” Brent said, fighting tears. “Let them. I need to know.”
    Luis shook his head, letting out a long sigh and scanning the fog for signs of more creatures.  
    But it was just them and the dead... for now. Staring at the bodies, he found it curious none seemed to have suffered injury. Whoever or whatever killed these people, it probably wasn’t the monsters he and Brent had encountered. For one, the creatures would have left the corpses in pieces. And he doubted the bodies would be so neatly