EMP Disaster Box Set | Books 1-3 by Hamilton Grace

Author:Hamilton, Grace [Hamilton, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | EMP | Survival
Published: 2021-12-08T05:00:00+00:00

19

Melanie awoke with the taste of asphalt on her tongue, and she thrashed on the unyielding bed. Her hand groped for a blanket to pull over her, but her fingers only scrabbled against a hard surface, digging into tiny pits and grooves and finding only dust. When she finally opened her eyes, she saw afternoon sunlight shining on the chrome accent of a dented red car door.

Oh, God, I fell asleep, she realized. I sat down to take a little break, and I fell asleep!

When she rolled onto her back, she saw the blue sky overhead and realized all over again where she was. It was still afternoon. That was a good sign. She hadn’t slept all night. She rose, feeling an ache in her back and a crick in her neck. She’d stumbled to a stop in a relatively hidden spot on the shoulder of the access road. Two cars, joined at a right angle by their bumpers, had provided a good amount of cover. Still, she’d fallen asleep on the gravel-strewn shoulder, and she’d paid a price for it.

Her mind muddled with sleep, she felt anxiety wash over her as she grabbed her backpack and dragged it toward her. She was so far from the safety and security of the factory walls, and she felt the wild, hostile world stretching out around her. She retrieved the Beretta and holster from a side pocket and slid them into her jacket. Then she pulled the straps of the backpack over her shoulders and stood up.

As she rose above the level of the cars, she saw the road stretching off in both directions, and the interstate on a slight rise in the distance. Melanie stooped down to grab her canteen, then unscrewed the lid and took a small swig—just enough water to moisten her dry mouth and throat. After she clipped the canteen to her belt, she pulled out Brian’s map and examined it. No trace of the big gas station sign yet. That meant she still had quite a way to go.

She shoved the map back into her jacket pocket and stepped out from behind the crashed cars. It was a moment that caused her fear to surge, and she drew the Beretta out of her pocket. She expected to see strangers moving on the road. Maybe Cooper’s men roaring back to the factory. However, thus far, she hadn’t seen a working vehicle, or another living soul.

I’ve already been gone far too long, she thought. I walked for a couple of hours, then slept for who knows how long? What’s happening in the factory? Are people still safe? Still working? Still getting along?

As she walked along, she found herself daydreaming about the days of cell phones. How amazing that it had once been so easy to get in touch with people. The world felt a lot bigger now, so much space between people and places. The factory might as well have been on the other side of the world.

Of course,

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