Estacada, Oregon by TW Brown

Author:TW Brown [Brown, TW]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: May December Publications LLC
Published: 2018-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

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“Ken!” a voice screamed from far away. “Ken, wake up dammit!”

Ken opened his eyes, but everything was soupy and refused to come into focus. His hand went to his forehead where a hot bloom of pain felt like it was trying to burn a hole to his brain.

He swatted at it as if he could simply brush it away. That caused him to wince as the pain ratcheted up a notch on contact. He looked down to see his gloved hand wet with blood.

“Ken!” the voice yelled again.

Ken turned to see Sean standing outside the door to the truck’s cab. His face was creased with lines of concern and he was pulling at the door so hard that his face was turning a purplish red. For some reason, Ken was drawn to the bright blue veins he could see clearly sticking out on the man’s face.

Crap, I’m one of those things, he thought. He figured it would just be a matter of time before he began to get a peculiar hunger for the flesh of the living.

A sound to his right drew his attention back inside the cab. When he turned his head, the rest of his senses came back on line. He could smell blood and shit. It took him a few seconds to realize that he was only contributing to the coppery aroma of blood.

A branch a few inches in diameter had plunged through the windshield and impaled the man in the passenger’s seat through the chest. Unfortunately, the man was not quite dead yet.

“Ken…help,” Terry Kroger gurgled around a mouthful of blood.

“Ken, you have to get out of the truck…now!” Sean pleaded.

Looking back to the man still trying to desperately open his door, Ken could almost make his face out through the blood dripping in his eyes. He was too blurry for Ken to see his face, but there was no doubting the fear creeping into the man’s tone.

He wiped at his own face again trying to gather his wits. He looked back over to Terry, his mind trying to figure out some way to help the man. Terry’s head had dropped—his chin resting on the branch that was jammed through his chest.

When he turned his attention back to Sean, his eyes paused on the side view mirror that was hanging askew. He could now understand Sean Drinkwine’s urgency. Coming from one of the open fields that bordered this section of the road were dozens of the undead. Ken had to figure there were easily over a hundred figures stumbling and staggering towards them.

Leaning down and putting his shoulder into it, Ken shoved at the jammed driver’s side door. There was a screeching protest of metal being wrenched, but between Ken and Sean putting everything they had into it, the door slowly opened to the point where he could force his body through the gap.

He had intended to just step down and follow Sean, but his legs apparently did not agree as he crumbled to the ground. Hands came in under his arms and he found himself being hoisted up.

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