Convergence by Mark Tufo & John O'Brien

Author:Mark Tufo & John O'Brien [Tufo, Mark & O'Brien, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: DevilDog Press
Published: 2017-12-12T05:00:00+00:00

Walking parallel to the tracks within the woods, Mike at my side and Trip a little behind, I feel the skin along the back of my neck crawl. Without giving any indication that I noticed something is amiss, I look through the shadows of the trees. Afternoon rays angle through the openings, casting light on dried pine needles, small bushes struggling to survive, and against the bark of tall evergreens. I don’t see anything resembling a human outline or head poking from around a trunk or above any bushes. The slight breeze filtering through the woods is coming from in front, so I’m not able to smell anything.

“Do you feel that?” Mike whispers.

“We’re being watched,” I return. “I don’t see anything in front or to the sides.”

“Me either. That pretty much only leaves one direction.”

“I think we can dispense with it being whistlers or night runners,” I mention.

“And we’d hear zombies if they were coming up behind us.”

“Curse you for having fucking smart zombies. I mean, really?! Why?” I mutter.

“Hey, I didn’t make them. Fuck, if it were up to me, I’d be sitting my ass in a rocking chair on the porch with a beer in hand,” Mike comments. “And a cold one, not that warm shit the Germans like.”

“I’m still blaming you,” I say. “Okay, seeing as these things like to ambush, we’ll keep going. There’s a small ridgeline ahead with a decline on the other side. Once we’re out of sight, you and Trip quickly cut to the right and head deeper into the woods before circling back. I’ll proceed on ahead and go into cover to see how they react when they lose sight of us. They’re cunning, so be ready for anything.”

“Got to admit, I’m not thrilled with splitting up again. Didn’t they have horror movies where you’re from?” Mike asks.

I look at Mike, wondering what that has to do with anything.

“Yeah,” I respond. “But, we have to. It’s the best tactic available to us.”

“Okay, then, you take Trip,” Mike says.

The very thought strikes fear into my heart.

“Not such a good tactic now, is it? Relax. Apparently because I’ve known him an hour longer than you, I’m stuck with him,” Mike continues.

“It’s not like that,” I respond. “I’m used to working alone.”

“We haven’t known each other for a long time, and I hope you don’t take this the wrong way,” Mike says, then flips me the bird.

I chuckle. “Once we’re in the ravine ahead, head up the hill. Once we’re finished here, we’ll meet back on the ridge ahead. Make sure to announce your presence—I’d hate to shoot you, and might even have a qualm or two about hitting Trip. I’ll remain in plain view. Make sure to tell Trip in easy to understand terms that he’s not to hit me. I’ve seen what he can do with that fucking slingshot. If things go south and we have to evade, rendezvous back at the overlook.”

Taking a few steps and pausing to listen and look, we draw closer to where the land raises a touch and then slopes downward.

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