Dead of Knight: A Zombie Apocalypse Survival Tale by Stephen J. Beard

Author:Stephen J. Beard [Beard, Stephen J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-07-24T04:00:00+00:00

Sunday, December 21, 2014

When the wind up alarm clock on my bedside table went off at 6am, I woke up to the smell of coffee. I considered, just for a minute, that the events of the previous day had all been part of a horrible nightmare. I would just walk downstairs and Michael would be making coffee.

But, no, the visions of yesterday’s horrors were too vivid. The sounds – too distinct to be anything but real.

I slowly got dressed and thought of the day’s tasks. Get the Millers and bring them back here. Make sure they both know crossbow basics. Then make sure Tony had all the gear he’d need for the trip. The trip was another matter entirely. I knew we needed more food and water. But, I also wanted more crossbow bolts and some more camping gear, including stoves and fuel.

The closest sporting goods store was Dick’s Sporting Goods at the Citadel Mall. There was also a Target there but they were both awfully close to the Costco. Were there more people from the group they ran into yesterday? More people who now were looking at payback for what Mike and I had done? Was what we did enough to make anyone move on? Or, was there another group entirely waiting for an easy target?

Sam woke up and began rubbing my back gently. But, it was startling and I jumped a little.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. You doin okay?” she asked.

“Yeah, better. You just startled me a little. I was deep in thought about the day.”

“Sorry. Is that coffee I smell?” she asked.

“Yeah, I think so. I haven’t been downstairs yet. When I first woke, I half thought that yesterday was just a nightmare and Michael would be down there making coffee.”

“I’m sorry, lover.”

“Yeah, just another day in a world gone mad. You want me to bring you back up some coffee?” I asked.

“No, I’m getting up. I’ve got guests coming.”

It was, in fact, Lois making coffee in the kitchen.

“Oh, good morning. I expected Mike, I guess,” I said awkwardly.

“Good morning, Ryan. I realized last night just how precarious our situation is now. And I know I need to step it up and contribute. In any way that I can.”

“Thank you, Lois. I know you’ll be a big help,” I said. She handed me a mug of coffee.

“I’ve come a long way since the morning we met. I plan on practicing with the crossbow in the backyard so I can come on a supply run soon.”

“Okay, just so you know, I’m really not sexist. If you can help, you can help.”

“What are you going to help with, mom?” asked Mike as he walked into the kitchen.

“Supply runs. Once I feel more comfortable with the crossbow anyway.”

Mike looked at me and I nodded. He just shrugged and thanked his mom for the coffee.

“Ten minutes,” I yelled after him.

“Ten minutes,” came the reply.

Once in the bus, Mike expressed his concerns.

“I don’t want my mother going out with us. You don’t know her like I do, Ryan.

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