23 Hours by Riley Kevin

Author:Riley, Kevin [Riley, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombie, undead, Thriller, Zombie Apocalypse, Action/Adventure
Published: 2013-07-31T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

My bag had gotten tossed in the shuffle though I quickly found it over by the drainage ditch. I knew I had to go find the boy but first I wanted to do something about my shoulder. It would never work again and there was no way I could fix it, but he didn’t need to see it like that. Thankfully I had some extra clothes in my bag.

I was able to take an old Metallica t shirt and fashion a bandage of some sort. Amazingly it had stopped bleeding so I didn’t need the bandage for that, but it wasn’t just the kid I wanted to hide it from. Some people will see any wound as a weakness and that was never a good thing.

I had just barely gotten the wound covered when I heard the branch snap right behind me. In one swift move I managed to grab Excalibur from the ground, spin around and rise to me feet, swinging the blade in a perfect arc. Thankfully the boy was small so I missed him by at least two inches.

Even faced with a lunatic swinging a lawnmower blade the kid was fearless. He waited until I had stopped swinging then launched himself at me, hugging my leg like there was no tomorrow.

“Don’t ever do that again,” I growled as he continued to hold tight. I wanted to be angry, I mean I could have killed him, but damn that kid; I just couldn’t be mad at him.

“You’re going to have to keep a hold of the bag,” I said as soon as he let go. “My shoulder’s not quite working like it should.”

He reached for the bandaged shoulder but I pulled back.

“Yeah, that’s the one,” I replied. “But it’ll be fine.”

He nodded and climbed on my back being careful to avoid the injury and as soon as he grabbed the burlap bag, we took off. I wasn’t sure if it was the adrenaline or something else, but I wasn’t nearly as fatigued as I should have been. I should have given up at that point; even with the time we made up in the Ferret it was futile. I mean night had already set in and the hospital was still eight hours away by foot. Even with the best case scenario I couldn’t see my body lasting that long.

They say when you’re out of options and you finally realize that the shit is real, something happens. Some people snap, completely losing it. Others dig deep and find an inner strength to feed off of. None of that shit happened for me. I just kept walking. Walking that far gives you plenty of time to think, and I quickly got lost in my thoughts. The more I thought, the more I walked and before I knew it my walking had turned into a jog. The damage done to my leg didn’t seem to have any effect so I kept going as the kid’s breathing became more and more shallow.

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