Bleed On Me by McKenzie Shane

Author:McKenzie, Shane [McKenzie, Shane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-04-15T14:00:00+00:00

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As Paul came screaming toward them, Chris heard the shrieking of others in the complex. It came from all over, along with slamming doors, shattering wood, and monstrous roars. Chris knew his hypothesis about Spade’s apartment trapping the creatures within its walls was bullshit and that they were tearing the tenants of the complex apart.

Then that means that woman—

Paul slammed against Spade, tackled him to the concrete and snarled. The tongues whipped about, slathering Spade with thick, phlegm-like mucus. The duffel bag flew from his grasp and rolled on the black asphalt.

“Get the fuck off me…help me!”

Spade reached up to shove Paul away, but the mouth on Paul’s shoulder opened wide, snapped shut over Spade’s hand. Blood sprayed and the tongues lapped it up.

“Fuuuuck!” Spade pulled, baring his teeth and whimpering as he fought to release his hand.

More screaming all around them, some men and women running through the parking lot, hellish creatures chasing them. Chris spotted George in the distance, a rope of intestine wrapped around a woman’s ankle, dangling her upside down as the rest of his viscera flailed like unmanned firehoses. He slammed her into the ground again and again, and as he pulled her toward his chest-jaws, bit into her torso, Chris turned his attention back to Spade, who continued to struggle and bleed.

“Will you fucking help me!”

Chris didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t just grab Paul and pull him off with all the mouths clicking their teeth, and for a second, he nearly just ran away. It’s all this fucking guy’s fault, he thought. And it wasn’t but maybe an hour ago that this son of a bitch had a gun to my head.

The gun. The handle of the pistol stuck out from the waist of Spade’s jeans, and Chris made a dash for it, yanked his hand away when one of the tongues darted toward him, then quickly reached out and grabbed the gun.

Paul’s head turned toward Chris, eyes glowing, mouths hissing.

“Fucking shoot it!”

Chris aimed and pulled the trigger, tossing Paul backward off of Spade. The shoulder mouth opened wide enough for Spade to pull free of the teeth, and he crawled away, cradling his bleeding hand.

The bullet hole on Paul’s chest leaked black, but the demon was still on its feet, attention now fully on Chris.

Chris pulled the trigger again, but the gun clicked empty. Without knowing what to do, Chris just kept pulling the trigger, and as Paul snickered, Chris threw the gun, turned and tried to run, but Paul tackled him from behind. Chris’s face smashed into the ground and his mouth filled with the taste of motor oil and concrete.

Hot pain erupted in his arm when a mouth clamped down on his flesh, but then Paul’s weight was off him in an instant, and Chris wasted no time crawling away, then turning to see where his attacker had gone.

Paul lay on his back, limbs flapping, mouths choking and flailing their tongues. A high-pitched squeal squeezed out from his throat,

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