Clickers vs Zombies by Gonzalez J.F. & Keene Brian

Author:Gonzalez, J.F. & Keene, Brian [Gonzalez, J.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deadite Press
Published: 2013-01-02T14:00:00+00:00

Lancaster, Pennsylvania

Jeanette cowered inside a milking stall in a barn, trying not to scream. The previous night, shortly after speaking with Rick, the local fire company had come to her hotel, announcing an evacuation. It wasn’t mandatory, but with martial law in effect, her choices were simple—remain inside the hotel and hope that things got better, or go with the volunteer fireman to a safe location. That location, as it turned out, was a National Guard Armory in Wrightsville. The firemen had loaded Jeanette and the rest of the evacuees into a commandeered school bus. An armed civilian volunteer sat up front next to the driver. Another one guarded the back. They’d used back roads mostly, avoiding the highways due to massive congestion, and when they began to cross the Susquehanna River via a bridge in a town called Columbia, the driver had announced that they were only ten minutes from their destination.

Jeanette had breathed a sigh of relief—and then the guard up front shouted.

“Look out!”

Jeanette and the other passengers had leaned forward and crowded into the aisles, trying to see what was happening. The guard in the rear cautioned them to sit down, but everyone ignored him. Through the windshield, Jeanette saw a man with arrows sticking out of his chest and his bottom jaw sheared away barreling towards them on a motorcycle. He raced across the bridge, weaving in and out of stalled and wrecked cars.

“Move,” the guard shouted at the driver. “Get out of the way!”

“I can’t,” the driver yelled. “The bridge ain’t wide enough for us to turn around. We’re—”

The rest of his sentence was cut off as the dead man on the motorcycle rammed into them head-on, crumpling the hood and driving part of the motorcycle into the engine block. Steam erupted from the radiator and the bus shook as if struck by lightning. The zombie flew up and over the hood and smashed through the windshield, exploding in a shower of gore. A piece of shrapnel sheared off the top of the driver’s head, killing him where he sat. The passengers were silent for a moment, and then everybody screamed at once.

“Quiet,” the guard at the front ordered. “Everybody quiet down! We’ve got to get our shit together.”

The guard at the rear of the bus collapsed into the seat beside him and began to weep. “It’s fucking hopeless, man. We’re screwed.”

“We’re not screwed,” his associate said. “We’re only a few miles from the armory. They knew to expect us. We’ll just have to go the rest of the way on foot. Once we cross the bridge, we’re in Wrightsville. We can follow the river the rest of the way. Keep off the roads, and we should be okay.”

“Better shoot him,” an old man said, nodding towards the bus driver. “If what they’ve been saying on the news is true, he’s liable to come back any minute and start trying to eat your face off.”

“His brain is damaged. I can…I can see it from here. That metal shard gouged a furrow in it.

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