Before the Nothingness by Kevin George

Author:Kevin George [George, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-14T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Day was quickly turning to night. The last thing Horace wanted was to be stuck outside in the dark. As harsh as daytime temperatures were, nights on the surface could be deadly. With winds blowing at full force, snow swirled around Horace and Carla, restricting their view to less than ten feet. As they crossed more of the village, Horace decided their impeded view was actually a good thing.

They nearly tripped over broken supplies that littered the grounds. Smashed solar panels, broken power unit coils and dented strips of metal were already covered with a thin layer of fallen snow, making them nearly impossible to spot. Horace doubted the supplies would ever be found again after a few more hours of snowfall.

He thought the same thing about the bodies. Having already seen several corpses at the supply bunker battle, Horace and Carla weren’t nearly so shocked at the sight of death. But the farther they walked, the more dead they encountered, including familiar faces of neighbors and other villagers who’d seemed friendly enough in the past.

Carla picked up her pace and Horace had trouble keeping up. He sensed her fear, though neither wasted their energy on speaking. They passed several abandoned supply bunkers, as well as the Jonas ISU. Horace wanted to convince Carla to seek shelter for the night, but he knew she’d never agree with her father still out there somewhere. The number of bodies increased as they marched toward the next supply bunker, as did the amount of noise and screaming. Bloodied villagers appeared through the snow, retreating from the fight, warning Horace and Carla that the Zwier gang was nothing compared to these other thugs.

“My father? Have you seen him? Ronald Corrigan?” Carla called out to them.

Most fleeing villagers ignored her, but the ones who answered shook their heads. Gunshots echoed in the dark and Horace tried to stop Carla from going any farther.

“Go home, if you want,” she snapped at him.

But he matched her step for step, even hurrying to get in front when they reached the loudest fighting. It was hard to tell the good guys from the bad. Several dozen people swung makeshift weapons at one another. One villager fired a gun at the nearest fighter, but instead of the shot causing others to flee, it caused a mass charge at the one who’d fired it. The night had grown so dark that Horace couldn’t see exactly what the villagers were beating each other with, though he caught a few glints of metal in the dying light. The thuds of pounding flesh, the moans of agony and the cries of pain were enough to keep Horace back, but Carla called her father’s name and checked the villagers on the ground, those moving and those not.

Horace stayed by her side but also kept his head up, searching for any sign of trouble coming their way. Most of the fighting occurred near the supply bunker entrance, but Carla inched closer and closer to danger. She suddenly screamed and Horace looked down at her kneeling beside yet another body.

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