Dead Days: Season 3 (Books 13-18) by Casey Ryan

Author:Casey, Ryan [Casey, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: apocalypse adventure survival fiction, zombie thrillers and suspense, post apocalyptic survival fiction, dystopian science fiction, british zombie series, zombie action horror series, zombie apocalypse horror
Publisher: Higher Bank Books
Published: 2014-08-12T04:00:00+00:00

EPISODE SIXTEEN

(FOURTH EPISODE OF SEASON THREE)

Prologue

Riley could still feel his hands.

He could still taste blood in his mouth. He could still feel the jagged edges of his teeth scraping against his bitten down tongue. He could still smell the disinfectant, strong in the bunker. Could still see the blackness, peppered with colours that came from squeezing his eyes too hard.

He could still feel the cold barrel of Alan’s gun against his head.

But he’d heard a bang. Heard an almighty thwack that could only have come from the sound of a gun.

He opened his eyes. Opened his salty, stinging eyes and took a peek back at the bunker, a peek that he never thought he was going to get again.

Alan was holding the gun to his head, but he was looking over his shoulder. Looking at the grey metal door and frowning at it, like there was something he didn’t understand.

He looked back at Riley. Looked back at him with his pale face, eyes widening as he realised Riley had his eyes open again.

“Did you…‌” Alan started.

And then the bang came again.

Riley let out an uncontrollable sob. Let out a gasp of air, planted his head against the floor. For the bang wasn’t from the gun. No‌—‌it was from outside. From right outside the bunker door.

He couldn’t even contemplate the ramifications. He didn’t know what someone or something being outside meant for him or for Alan. All he knew was that he was here. He was alive.

Barely alive.

Alan lowered the gun. Lowered it and hobbled over the tiled floor of the bunker. He stopped by the door. Slowly brought his right ear to it, frowned and squinted as he listened.

Riley’s head was spinning. The pain in his legs was intense and sharp, but not as bad as it had been. Probably the shock. He remembered a similar thing happening when he had a rock thrown at his head as a kid. Killed like mad at first, then just drifted away…‌only to return a hell of a lot stronger a day later.

At least now Riley wouldn’t be alive to witness another day.

“I think there’s‌—‌there’s someone outside,” Alan said. He looked at Riley. For all that had happened, he seemed more shocked now than ever before. His stubble and bloodied blue shirt made him look like a mad scientist or an escaped convict, not a world saver.

Riley didn’t know what to say to Alan. His mind was fuzzy. Hazy, like he was living a weird dream. “What do you mean there’s‌—‌”

The bang again. Right outside the door. Such a bang that it made Alan flinch away.

And this time, Riley heard something else beyond the bang. Heard something he hadn’t heard for hours, or was it days?

Voices. Multiple voices.

“There’s someone outside,” Alan said, looking back at Riley again, shock all over his face.

Riley shook as the bang sounded again‌—‌as Alan started shuffling and twitching around‌—‌as the voices got louder and more pronounced.

He shook as he realised how close he’d been to being a bloodied pulp on the ground.

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