Afflicted: Patient Zero (An Outbreak Zombie Infected Horror Suspense Series, Book 1) by Shupert Derek

Author:Shupert, Derek [Shupert, Derek]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Publisher: Derek Shupert
Published: 2015-03-29T04:00:00+00:00

16

I take a couple more side steps and avoid being shot to shit when I notice my way out. Up ahead and through a bright gauntlet, which steals my night vision. There’s a man with wiry black hair and dressed in a dingy white lab coat franticly hitting the lone button on the wall. He doesn’t look like all that much and appears as though he couldn’t fend off his own shadow, much less a horde of flesh-eaters. Makes me wonder how in the world he has survived this long.

I keep pace and sprint forward, the three followers blasting me with their eyes. That elevator door needs to hurry the hell up.

The man looks back over his shoulder and spots me making a beeline right towards him, the now frantic look escalating to an expression of shitting his pants. The elevator dings and the door springs open, the white lab coat rushing inside and smacking the button repeatedly as he looks me dead in the eyes.

You better hold that elevator or you’ll find being eaten alive is the lesser of two evils, pal!

Then again, he’s just trying to survive. Don’t trust anyone, like I was. Like I still am. If I make it inside the elevator, his chances of me killing him now are pretty good. Just saying.

The dread ding of the elevator rings in my ears and the doors start to close as I make a mad dash for my only way out. Man, it’s going to be close, but I think I can make it. Good thing I haven’t eaten anything in a while.

I keep going all out, the white lab coat screaming at me and moving off the side. The doors are nearly shut as I barely slip through and hit the interior wall hard. The shrills and lip smacking of the dead trio trailing me fades off as they run into the door full throttle, shaking the inside cab.

“Please don’t kill me. Christ, don’t kill me,” the man screams and sobs as he wedges himself into the corner of the elevator, tears flowing down his red cheeks and through in his sparse black beard.

“Shut up, I’m not going to kill you. At least not if you stop that damn whining,” I say, picking myself up off the elevator floor.

I work the pack off my back and toss it to the side. I hit the red emergency button on the elevator control panel, instantly stopping the carriage.

“Wha . . . what are you going to do to me?” the man stutters.

Lord, I might kill him ’cause he’s getting on my nerves.

I pull my Glock out from behind me and sit down opposite whiny ass, resting my back against the solid wall of the elevator. My head tilts back as I take a deep breath, the gun hanging loosely in my right hand. Just from his timid body language and the fact his eyes are watching the gun like a hawk, he wants no part of it. That’s good, as it’s not loaded.

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