Dead and Back (The Zombie Crisis--Book 2) by George Magnum

Author:George Magnum [Magnum, George]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-05T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 8

Peterson stood on the flatbed, gripping the back of the cabin as the truck swayed back and forth. It was gaining speed, heading north away from the hospital, accelerating as much as the engine would allow. The road wound farther and farther from the hospital and Peterson watched as the hospital building grew smaller.

He thought of all the people they were leaving behind, and was struck in his stomach with pang of remorse.

If there is any possible way, I will come back to help them.

It was hard, but he turned his back to the hospital, took out a pair a binoculars, and looked at what lay ahead. Mile after mile the roadway was littered with zombies meandering on the road, stumbling, walking, filling their pathway.

About three miles down the road was the town. He could see burned-out houses, looted buildings, abandoned cars, plumes of smoke and fire. The farther they got away from the hospital, the more destruction they could see ahead. Civilization has been torn to pieces in just days. The end of the world was in front of them, and the truck moved closer and closer to it.

As Peterson held onto the back of the driver’s cabin, he slid open the back window. “You know where you’re going?” Peterson screamed to Jack over the wind and the rumble of the engine.

“Of course I do,” Jack yelled back. He looked pale, a cold sweat soaking his face. His arm looked bad. Strangely, however, he was smiling. “We’re on a one-way trip to the boat dock.”

“We have to take Route Eleven,” Derek shouted, coming up beside Peterson.

“Stay back,” Peterson ordered.

Derek held his ground. “I grew up here, Commander. I know these roads like the back of my hand. Jack doesn’t. He made local deliveries once in a while, that was all.”

Jack overheard the conversation. “We are going through town, kid. It is the fastest way to the docks.”

“I wouldn’t do that,” Derek said with some fear in his voice. “We’ll never make it through Main Street.”

Jack grimaced in pain. Blood had saturated his bandage. “You have no say in the matter, kid, now get the fuck out of my ear because I’m trying to concentrate!”

Derek wasn’t afraid of Jack, and snapped back. “The roads are blocked by vehicles. You won’t be able to maneuver around them.”

“I been driving trucks for thirty years, before you were even born. I can maneuver around everything,” Jack barked.

Derek turned to Peterson. “No vehicle can make it down Main Street, especially not a truck.”

Peterson looked back and forth between Derek and Jack, unsure. He addressed Derek. “What are other options?

“We can take Route Eleven. It will take us to the town’s east border, and then swings back west.” Derek pushed out his chest, trying to be confident. “The road is wider, and less traveled.”

“How much longer of a trip to the docks?” Peterson was tense. Time was against them.

“It’s about three times the distance.” The wind whipped Derek’s face as he turned his head and looked ahead.

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