Defending What's Ours: A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survival Thriller (The EMP Bug Out Series Book 2) by Nick Randall

Author:Nick Randall
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2018-09-11T04:00:00+00:00

Steve held a bottle up to my mouth, pouring water in a steady current.

My throat throbbed in protest, the water spilled out around my cheeks and slid down my swollen throat.

The fire in my body was relentless and spreading quickly. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the pulsing ache pounding over and over in my head.

“We have to find some medicine, or he’s not going to be able to give us any more directions to the cabin,” I heard Travis say.

His voice seemed like a far away echo. The men were tired of the woods. Yesterday, one of the men had thrown down his pack at our last stop, cursing the trees and rocks around him.

The others dropped their packs with grunts of agreement. These weren’t men used to roughing it on the trail, unlike Steve.

He knew they were getting restless, and this placed all of the pressure on me and him.

“I can find the cabin without him,” Steve replied.

“Steve, we could roam these mountains for days. Getting lost isn’t going to help us survive. Our food supplies are extremely low. The truck is down by the trailhead. I say two of us take the truck back into town and raid the pharmacy for some antibiotics and whatever else we think can get him better quickly. He’s a sure bet. No offense.”

Travis voice trailed off weakly, but he seemed to speak for the group because I heard several muffled ‘yesses.’

“We split up, we lose our advantage if something goes wrong,” Steve replied. “But if that’s the plan everyone can get behind, then, I will do it. Let’s take a vote.”

I was too weak to open my eyes, but a minute later, I heard Steve sigh in resignation.

“Alright, then. Travis, you and Spence head back down the trail. Spence, you’ve hiked a good bit. You are going to take my compass and head SouthEast. Make a beeline until you hit the paved road. Turn right. It will curve around into the parking lot. Here are the keys.” He tossed the set of keys to Travis. “Now, don’t be long, or we might lose him and the cabin.”

My wound continued to seep, my head still throbbing relentlessly, but I was secretly comforted that my plan had succeeded.

I was exhausted from struggling to stay awake through the pain, and my mind finally slipped into a fitful unconsciousness.

Hours or days or a week passed, I wasn’t sure. I woke up intermittently. The sounds of night and the cool feeling of the evening air fading into the autumn mornings.

Sometimes, when I woke, I could feel the afternoon sun shining down, a pink light behind my closed eyes. But my lucid moments began to fade, and I lost larger increments of time as I felt the blackness closing in around me.

Late one evening, as the sunset and the shadows of dusk began to fill the forest, I felt a cold cloth brushing away the sweat that soaked my filthy clothing.

A gentle hand brushed away the hair that was plastered to my forehead and neck.

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