An Ill Wind: Tales from the world of Adrian's Undead Diary Volume Five by Chris Philbrook

Author:Chris Philbrook [Philbrook, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
Publisher: Chris Philbrook
Published: 2017-11-10T00:00:00+00:00

- Part Eight -

Shut Up With That

Julie’s life faded away faster than Tim could’ve imagined. Her head bobbed up and down, and her eyes refused to focus, no matter how much he yelled at her to cover the wound on her arm.

“No… fucking tourniquet!” Tim barked at himself as he tore apart his first aid kit. Why would he need a tourniquet in a hot air balloon? If he needed a tourniquet, he would’ve certainly needed an ambulance, as they would’ve just crashed.

It didn’t matter. Lucas was laying an arm away with Tim’s knife buried to the hilt in his eye, and Julie spurted a steady stream of blood out of her arm where Lucas had gone to town. The damage was amazing. Entire chunks of flesh gone, muscles severed, veins laid out to the open air, and apparently… one severed artery.

Tim gave up hope when her chin hit her new fair t-shirt and didn’t rise again. A moment later, the pulsing stream of blood escaping her arm slowed, then stopped gushing. Lucas had killed the woman he’d just brought home to his family. Tim turned his attention to his knee as images of her arm danced across the insides of his eyelids.

He undid his belt and laid back on the floor of the basket as best he could. There wasn’t much room with the two corpses. Using his good leg he propped his ass up and pulled his blood soaked pants down, letting slip multiple groans of pain at the mauled joint. He got his pants around his ankles, and looked at his bitten knee.

Bruising. Horrid, dark circles, crescents and ovals marred his hairy kneecap and shin, but no blood came from his body. All the blood he’d seen on his leg must’ve come from Lucas or Julie. He’d been bitten, but his skin hadn’t broken.

“Oh thank God,” Tim said with a sigh. “Holy shit.” He put his head against the floor of the basket and closed his eyes. He had about two seconds of peace before the sensation of the basket swaying beneath the balloon made him realize he had no idea where they were, how high they were, or where they were going.

With a grunt he got to his feet and assessed the world below. High enough, still fast, and now over the downtown area of Westfield. He looked below and saw a high school with several National Guard humvees in the parking lot. Soldiers armed with what looked like their own personal weapons were posting guard, directing traffic, and attempting to be professional. A hundred cars flooded the streets and pavement surrounding the school. Families streamed out of their abandoned automobiles to head towards the armed soldiers. The men and women in uniform seemed to be making a small bit of order. Of course their presence confirmed Malinda’s assertions of the chaos that spilled out across the land below. Tim sighed.

“Ok, good. That’s good. People are doing good things to help. Where’s my phone?”

After finding it, he called Malinda.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.