Dead Hearts (Book 2): Forsaken Hearts by Lambdin Susanne L

Author:Lambdin, Susanne L. [Lambdin, Susanne L.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Theogony Books
Published: 2017-02-09T05:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Fifteen

Thor woke up in a sweat, reeling from a nightmare. He’d been alone in a department store, filling up a gym bag with items. Zombies were ambling about, but didn’t notice or care he was present. When Thor finished filling his bag, he went outside into a normal world. People were driving to work, walking their dogs, riding bicycles, and watering their lawns. The smell of pine filled the air. He tied down the bag on the back of his motorcycle and threw his leg over the seat, but when he turned the key, the bike blew up, along with him.

The first thing Thor noticed was sunlight streaming through the windows. A few Dark Angels were cleaning, using nasty pine-scented ammonia. Throwing aside the wool blanket, Thor rose to a sitting position. When no one came over to check on him, he decided to remove the brace. He pressed a hand to his ribs, feeling no aches or pains. Glancing down, he discovered the purple bruising was gone.

“Cadence?” Thor turned toward the nearby cot. Cadence wasn’t there; however, he could still see a depression on the pillow and mattress where she’d been lying. He swung his legs off the cot, put on his boots, and grabbed his sweater which was folded neatly beside the bed. He looked around for Rose and caught Ginger’s attention.

Ginger held a mop and wore a disgusted expression. “Rose went with Nomad to pick up Rafe and China Six. You must not be that important,” she said, in a snide voice, as the Blue Devils went on break and haven’t returned. If you’d like to get out of here, I could clean your sheets.”

“Why are you mad at me? I didn’t do anything.”

“That’s my point. I took your dirty dishes back to the mess hall and cleaned your boots. I wanted to give you a shave, but your stubble is so thick that it broke the razor. Oh, and you need to trim your nails. You have claws.”

Lifting his hand to his jaw, Thor felt an inch growth of hair, and Ginger was right—his fingernails were long. He reached up with both hands and slid them through his hair, trailing the strands all the way past his shoulders.

“Thanks,” said Thor, speaking louder than he intended.

Ginger flinched. “Don’t shout at me. Get out of here before I start mopping you up. Micah could use some help up on the ridge. You’re the biggest kid in camp. Carrying fences shouldn’t be a problem.”

Feeling brand new and full of energy, Thor bolted out the door. The sun was bright, but he didn’t need to shade his eyes to look at the big, fiery, red orb. Taking his time, he gazed around the camp. He hadn’t noticed before how beautiful and majestic the canyon appeared in daylight. The colors of the leaves were sharper. He breathed deeply through his nose. It smelled like a bouquet. He was able to distinguish every scent. In fact, the latrines were nearby and needed cleaning.

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