Dying Days 5 by Armand Rosamilia

Author:Armand Rosamilia [Rosamilia, Armand]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-06-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

He'd been still in the ditch for so long his calves were cramping, the spasms coming and going until he wanted to scream. John finally sat up and looked around.

The last of the zombies had wandered off.

"Is it clear?" Heath asked from a few feet away. The words startled John. He thought he'd been alone for the last few hours.

"Yes." John got up and rubbed his legs to get feeling back in them. Heath was doing the same. He'd been hiding in the same ditch but around a bend of it only a few feet away. "I didn't hear you at all." John was genuinely impressed.

"I rolled in after I saw you heading this way. I buried myself in the leaves and debris and rolled onto my stomach. To tell you the truth, I fell asleep. Luckily, I don't snore unless I'm on my back."

"I would've slept but one of the bastards actually stepped on me and fell onto the other side of the ditch," John said.

"What happened?" Heath asked.

John pointed at the body, motionless on the ground. "I made sure he didn't make a sound. The bonus of killing the stupid ones. They don't complain when you stab them in the base of their neck."

"Did you check for any survivors?"

John shook his head. "If there are any, they're in hiding. I've been sitting and waiting for night so I could start moving."

"Moving at night is too risky, especially out in the middle of nowhere. We need to hole up inside one of these abandoned houses until morning," Heath said.

"I have to find Darlene and my son."

"You think we can walk to Daytona Beach, at night, through thousands of ninja quiet zombies? I don't. We need to come up with a better game plan than driving down Route 1 and trying not to die. It didn't seem to work for Lincoln." Heath walked over to a body on the ground and knelt next to it, turning it over. He sighed loudly. "Speak of the Devil."

"He was a good man," John said.

"He was too trusting." Heath glanced up at John.

"I'm not. I'm sure one of us will end up killing the other before this is over, but right now we need to work together," John said.

Heath stood and put out his hand. "Agreed. I think you're an asshole but as long as you watch my back I'll watch yours. But the first sign of trouble and you get knocked down and allow me to live."

John took Heath's hand. "Fair enough. I feel the same way."

Heath looked at the pile of blood and bones that used to be Lincoln. "I followed him for many miles. What a waste. I told him to let you go back to find your wife and let us head north. There was nothing for us in Daytona Beach."

"What's for you north?"

Heath shrugged. "A month ago a wandering pair came into our camp. They said they were from Jacksonville. Said a madman was holed up in one of the office buildings downtown, shooting at anything that moved.

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