Broken Interface - Sprout: Post Apocalyptic Zombie LITrpg Progression Fantasy by Alex Kozlowski

Author:Alex Kozlowski [Kozlowski, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 35

“Thank you,” he said through a mouthful of brownie.

Tamara waved it aside. They sat in silence, enjoying the other’s closeness and watching the dark world outside. There were no clouds, and the moonlight lit the city below them.

She pointed, and he followed her finger.

“What’s that, the size of a minibus? Larger?” Daniel whispered. With the open window, it felt dangerous to talk out loud.

“Maybe bigger.”

“It might be friendly?”

He could feel Tamara’s body convulsing as she suppressed her laughter. “I’m sure it is.”

The monster moved out of sight. Daniel looked upwards. “The stars are the same.”

She followed his gaze. “I’m not from Australia. But I agree they look like normal stars.”

“I was never good at that stuff, either. You know, being able to find constellations. I only know,” he searched, not sure if they would be visible from this angle. “There.” He pointed. “The southern cross. It’s the only one I can recognise, but the rest of the stars seem familiar.”

“And I haven’t noticed anything flying above us all evening, which is another bonus of the sky.” Tamara grabbed his arm and put it over her shoulders and snuggled in. “It’s getting cold.”

There was silence.

“If you won, what were you going to get me to do?”

Daniel contemplated which would be the appropriate responses: the dirty ones, the inconsequential ones, and the most likely choice. “I would have insisted you let me take you out on a date.”

“Really, that’s all?”

“What else would I do?”

There was a roar, and they all jumped.

Tamara pointed. “The minibus.”

Another roar, and this was met by high-pitched squawking. The enormous mass was being accosted by multiple smaller creatures. It launched itself to the right. In the dark, it was hard to confirm, but it appeared to have successfully landed on its target. Not that it helped. Half a dozen smaller shapes swarmed from the other side and leapt onto it.

The squawking sounded more excited. The ‘mini-bus,’ which was sort of like an eight-legged giant dog with a crocodile-shaped head, arced backwards and up in the instinctive reaction most animals responded with when something cut into their backs.

They heard the thud when it tipped over and fell, trying to squish the things crawling on it.

It righted itself, roared and rushed forward. The squealing smaller shapes that had abandoned their perch when it had flipped over followed it relentlessly.

The visual battle disappeared behind houses, but they could hear it ongoing. Sporadic roars and continual squawks. They sat listening, tracking the progress of the fight as it travelled down the road hidden by the homes in the way. The conflict ebbed and flowed. Sometimes the creature was heading away from them and at other times it back-tracked. Over two minutes passed, and the high-pitched squeals ended with a crescendo.

Then there was silence.

“What do you think happened?”

“The ‘minibus’ died,” Daniel answered immediately.

“Probably, but we might never know.”

“We know.”

They waited.

There was no more noise.

“What’s that?” Tamara said abruptly, sounding terrified.

Daniel followed her finger in confusion. What could have scared her? Surely, after

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