CRISIS (Descendants Saga (Crisis Sequence) Book 2) by Somers James

Author:Somers, James [Somers, James]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Grace Publishing
Published: 2014-06-08T16:00:00+00:00

Wrong Side of the Tracks

Never trust a man until he’s had the opportunity to betray you and doesn’t take advantage of it—Jonathan Parks

We pace ourselves, at first, hoping we haven’t been pursued. No such luck, as it happens. The infected are unrelenting. They’re like starving hyenas, willing to dog our steps to the ends of the Earth, if need be. Undaunted and seemingly immune to fatigue and pain, they come for us, forcing our group to pick up the pace considerably.

They run behind us at a distance of about a quarter mile. The tracks are barren of trains, so we have all the space in the world, though it’s not the easiest terrain to travel on. One misstep and we could easily twist one of our ankles. If someone goes down, we’ll either have to carry them, or leave them behind. Hobbling along we’ll only get you eaten.

The zombies run like sprinters with some inexhaustible supply of energy. It’s hard for me to understand how pain alone could provide them what they need to keep going like this. However, despite my apparent connection with this virus, I have hardly any understanding about what it does to a person.

The virus certainly hasn’t done anything to me, unless my strength and healing is somehow connected. If it is, I don’t understand how. They seem like two totally unrelated things. One is a benefit, a blessing, but the virus destroys the individual, turning them into a monstrosity.

Looking back over my shoulder as we run, I see one or two drop out of the zombie group. They just go down lifeless like toys running down their batteries. Literally, these monsters are willing to run themselves to death.

“We have to leave the tracks and head through that neighborhood,” Holly says, diverting to the far right of the tracks.

Garth and I look at one another. We can make the jump from here to the wall beyond. There is no way to just quickly climb down to street level, but there is a perimeter wall separating the tracks and their supports from the neighborhood. Holly and Cassie slow, as though they intend to find a way down.

Garth glances at me. “You take Cassie, I’ve got Holly,” he says. Neither of us has slowed our pace. We’re going to need all of the momentum we can muster.

He rushes up beside Holly, scooping her up around the waist with his right arm while holding onto her left arm with his to steady her. He leaps away from the tracks, Holly screaming through the air beside him unaware of our plan. Cassie stares at them stunned.

I rush to her side in the same way a fraction of a second later, scooping her up and leaping from the tracks. Cassie doesn’t scream. Instead, her arms wrap around my neck in a death grip that practically crushes my windpipe. Her face is buried in the crook of my neck. The only sound she makes is a single gasp as my feet depart the tracks and sail through the air.

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