America the Dead Survivor Stories Three by W. G. Sweet

Author:W. G. Sweet
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: apocalypse, a, undead, dystopian, undead apocalypse, dystopian adventure, earths survivors, dystopian action thriller, dell sweet
Publisher: NetReadz

March 18th

Billy and Beth

She awoke with a gasp and sat upright. The movement caused pain to flare inside her head and her hands flew to either side of it as if to hold the pain inside.

“Here,” Billy said from beside her. “Drink this... Coffee.” He handed her the paper cup.

“Oh my God... Billy, my head is killing me,” Beth moaned. She sat carefully for a few seconds longer, holding her head steady, before edging open one eye and looking around her. The blanket that had been covering her slipped down and she reached for it unconsciously, catching it before it could slip off and onto the floor.

She was laying on a table, soft blankets beneath her, her top had been stripped off. Her bra was stiff with dried blood. “Jesus,” she said softly.

“Come on, Beth. Drink the coffee, and,” He held out his other hand. “Aspirin... At least I think it's aspirin. Some off brand, but it'll help that headache.”

Beth tried a small smile on her face, took the aspirin and the coffee and managed to get the aspirin down.

“Billy, that really is coffee. Bad coffee, but real coffee.” Beth said. Her eyes were traveling around the room. Vending machines, including a coffee machine with the front pried off.

There was the powder that it's made from inside... I just liberated it and made it over a fire.” He turned and pointed back through the glass into a garage are where she could see he had dragged a stove of some kind and hooked it up to some bottle propane. The small cook surface looked funny with the giant propane cylinder next to it. Billy laughed. “Yeah... Not exactly made for each other, but it's good enough.”

Beth looked Billy up and down. He was dressed in clean clothes. “Where did you go shopping,” she asked as she sipped at the coffee. She swung her legs off the table and a wave of dizziness swept over her. Her stomach clenched and for a moment she was sure the coffee and aspirin was on its way back up, after a short battle it decided to stay. For how long she didn't know, but she did know she had to take it slower.

“Slow, Beth,” Billy said as if he had looked into her mind and stolen her words.

“Got you... Got you,” Beth agreed.

“Clothes in the back, Beth. Lockers. I'm guessing this was some sort of ranchers place... Maybe a big operation... Cattle? Crops? I don't know. Bags of fertilizer, fencing, overalls, gloves, trucks, and about thirty lockers back there, most with clothes still in them.”

Her fingers crept up her head and felt carefully under her hairline. “Are those stitches I feel?” She asked.

“Yeah,” Billy agreed. “Had to. Used dental floss and a needle. You never budged, scared me, Beth.”

“Well if I had moved I would probably have kicked you right in the sac...” She sighed, “Thanks, Billy... What happened... We were somewhere,” Her face clouded but she could not bring the memory.

“That housing project?” Billy prompted.

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