Day of the Zombie by Richard Lee

Author:Richard Lee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombie, science fiction horror, horror, new zealand, waitangi day
Publisher: Triskaideka Books NZ
Published: 2017-07-03T16:00:00+00:00

I AWOKE IN MY BED.

It was still dark outside. Not middle of the night dark, this was a grey-dark, the kind of light hitting the mountaintops just before the crack of dawn. My head throbbed. I pulled the blankets off and swung my legs out of bed. I was fully clothed, only my boots and socks were off. They were tossed against the facing wall.

Aches complained as I got to my feet and hobbled to the mirror. Next to it was a candle and a BBQ lighter. I didn't feel like turning on the lights, the softer glow of the candle would do.

The flame danced in the wind from the open window. I brought the candle close to my face and examined the marks left from the seagulls. They weren't as bad as I thought. A few cuts looked nasty, mainly long scratches on my neck, more cuts on my head. Thankfully none had gone for my eyes.

Tiny rivulets of blood covered my shirt and I pulled it off. My arms were a mess of holes, my chest as well. I remembered them attacking my hands, but there weren't any marks on them. There were spots of blood around the groin area, and I realized why I had passed out.

There was a knock on the door. It opened before I could reply. "Oh good," Warwick said. "You're up." His smile was warm and in his hands were clothes. "These were found and our community volunteered to wear them." He tossed on the bed a pair of military trousers and long sleeved shirt.

I picked up the shirt, it had badges sewn across the left breast. "Looks like someone high ranking."

"Indeed." Warwick’s smiled showed he had an even higher level uniform.

There was a knock at the door, Jon leaned around the jamb. "How are you feeling?"

"Like Swiss Cheese," I said. That brought a smile to his face. He stepped into the room and I saw he, too, wore an army uniform. I looked at Warwick.

"There was one extra," he said.

"Thanks for earlier." I held out my hand to Jon. He gave it a firm shake.

"Think nothing of it."

"Gary, you better get changed, half the community is already awake and getting ready. It'll be dawn soon." Warwick spoke with the excitement of a child on Christmas morning trying to rouse his parents to get the day started.

I undid my trousers. "If you don't mind..."

They left, closing the door behind them. Stepping out of my trousers, I refused to check the damaged done to 'Helmet Head' and kept my eyes averted. I decided to let Susan tend to him when I returned.

Fully dressed, I felt refreshed and ready to go. The uniform was crisp and fit like a glove. It was perfect.

I went to the window and learned out into the cool morning breeze, letting it wash over me as if I had no care in the world.

Zombie dog.

Zombie Seagull.

According to movies and literature (fiction and non), the virus was passed on by a bite, a scratch, saliva.

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