Among the Roaring Dead by Sword Christopher

Author:Sword, Christopher [Sword, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: zombies
Published: 2014-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

There was just barely a trace of warmth coming from the shower. The multi-stream spray of water was loud, but Jess kept the bathroom door open as he bathed, in case there was something he needed to hear. There was not the familiar sound of a light or fan for one thing and he also felt the need to train an ear to the sounds of the place, so odd were they in their stillness. He was concerned that the creatures would try to get in, and hoped that his boys would come home.

He couldn’t have been under the water more than a couple minutes at most when he turned the stream off and tip-toed over to the front door, ensuring that it was still locked. He looked out the small eyehole in the door and saw nothing. He pressed his ear up against the thick wood and thought he heard some rustling in the hallway beyond. He dressed himself by pulling a heavy tight sweater out of Michael’s closet and finding heavy boots in a box, not due to come out of hibernation for many months.

The sounds continued in the hallway. It could have been the wind whistling up the garbage shoot. He went back to the bathroom and brushed his teeth and shaved in the glow of two small candles. The toothbrushes were all in their usual holders, standing up in a ceramic cup. There were three toothbrushes in total. When he put his mouth under the faucet, he discovered that there was no more water to be had.

His face appeared to have aged awkwardly since the last time he saw his own reflection. The darkness may have accentuated the shadows, but there seemed to be slightly discoloured ellipses under both his eye sockets and the eyes themselves were red with thick veins. There were random strands of white hair at his temples – more than he recalled seeing before.

There was a package of ham and bread, both partly frozen in the freezer. Jess had no way of defrosting it quickly enough to make a sandwich, so he tore open the package and ate most of the cold ham by itself. It was processed meat that his sons would use to make sandwiches for school. It tasted like cheap meat but still filled up his belly enough that he could focus on the moment.

He had no way to tell how much time had passed but his body seemed to be telling him it had been about an hour. He rummaged through the rest of the cabinets and drawers and found a bottle of red wine – a gift of some sort by the look of it. It was sealed with a metallic cap that screwed off and Jess inhaled the smell, associating it with blood, like the kind found in an under-cooked steak. He drank almost half the bottle in one go and walked around the apartment, peering at darkened photographs of his family on the walls.

The kids always posed best in their sporting uniforms, trying to emulate their biggest and best heroes.

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