Burn the Dead by Steven Jenkins

Author:Steven Jenkins [Jenkins, Steven]
Language: hun
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-30T04:00:00+00:00

18

I could have gone back home. But I couldn’t do it to her. Not yet. Maybe in a few minutes.

I can still hear the faint sound of the radio from behind the door. I’m not sure if she knows I’ve been sitting outside for the past half hour, staring at the wire tied around the banister, leading to the door handle. I think it’ll hold. It should. It’s got to be better than a bloody scarf.

I wonder if the sun’s started to come up yet. It’s got to be about time now.

I wish I knew what the time was. Can’t find a single clock in the house. Not in this light. I almost feel like asking Edith what it says on her clock radio. I can’t though. I promised her that I’d leave as soon as I secured the door. Last thing I want to do is worry her even more.

What the fuck am I gonna do about Sammy? I can’t just sit and wait for him to show up. I have to think of a plan. Something that doesn’t involve a horde of Necs eating me alive. Nothing I’ve done so far has brought me any closer to finding him. Not a single thing. And I can’t exactly search every house on the street. Not with an army of Necs out there.

Maybe I should have just stayed behind the barricade. Waited for the Cleaners to do their Job. I would’ve been no closer to Sammy, but at least I’d be safe. At least I’d be around long enough to see him get out alive. Right now, for all I know, a pack of stinking Necs could be waiting outside, getting ready to storm the house.

Or maybe I should just hide ‘til morning. Ride it out. Hopefully by then the government would have sent out some backup Cleaners.

Shit. What if the Necs have broken through the barricade? What if the whole of Bristol is infected? Maybe that’s why it’s taking them so long to get here. Perhaps it’s not budget cuts. For all I know the entire city is overrun with Necs.

What the hell would we do then?

Stop it, Rob. You’re being stupid. The rest of the world is exactly how it’s always been: full of war, famine, and violence. Nothing’s changed. And besides, Edith already said that the news is reporting usual stuff. No mention of an invasion.

Cover-up?

Shut up, Rob.

Suddenly I hear the noise of something falling and smashing inside Edith’s room. I spring to my feet, clenching up.

I hear another noise. This time it’s the sound of a cabinet or a chest of drawers crashing to the floor.

I double check the wire tied around the door handle. It seems safe enough. But I’m not exactly an expert on locking people in rooms.

Then the faint voice on the radio disappears with a loud shattering sound of plastic against the wall.

I can feel my heart racing once again as I fix my eyes on the door handle. I almost want to turn the knob to make sure it’s locked from the inside.

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