Evacuation by Phillip Tomasso

Author:Phillip Tomasso [Tomasso, Phillip]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Horror, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Post-Apocalyptic
Amazon: B00H00UX2S
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2014-01-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“I can walk,” Saylor said. He shrugged off hands trying to help him. He held up his handgun. “I’ve got this.”

He could walk. He’d never be able to run. He winced every time he put any weight on his leg. Ankle was probably worse than a sprain.

“We going for Marf?” I said.

“See if he’s out.” Palmeri checked the clip in her rifle. Seemingly satisfied, she locked it back in place.

“Marf?” I said into the radio.

“Yeah,” he said. No ‘over’ this time.

“You out?”

“No. Still here. Can’t get out through the floors. Place is kind of well constructed, surprisingly, and if I’m not mistaken, there’s even more zombies,” he said into my ear.

I told Palmeri, and then went over the radio again. “Anyone else copy this transmission? Anyone?”

Silence.

Everyone looked at me. I shook my head.

The Coast Guard should hear us. They should be answering at the very least, but they weren’t. I couldn’t help wondering if we were going to return to an empty slip. The vessel gone. My kids, gone.

“Tell Lou we’re coming for him.”

It finally hit me. Lou, short for Lieutenant. I told him and he thanked us.

“You know where he is, right? You were at his apartment?” Palmeri said.

“About two back that way,” Dave said, pointing. “I’ll lead the way.”

Palmeri nodded. “Okay. We go slow. I don’t need to stress this, but we look in every direction all at once. Got it?”

We agreed.

Dave stood at the door with one hand on the knob. Saylor was by the window, silhouetted against the flames of the fire just beyond. He craned his head left and right.

“How do we look?” Palmeri said.

“Seven? Eight? I can’t see everything, but they’re out there.”

As if to illustrate the point, something knocked against the door. Dave jumped back.

“They’re milling around. They don’t look like they’re trying to get inside. Not really. They just look, I don’t know, kinda lost,” he said.

“Lost is good,” Palmeri said. “We can surprise them, hopefully.”

I took in a deep breath. Eyes closed. I saw the camp in my head, best I could remember it. The fence outlined everything. The apartments were in rows. We never made it past the center. Way it sounded, we never would. “I think we get Marf, and then we keep going west, toward the fence. Follow it around to the gate,” I said.

“We should stay between apartments,” Saylor said. Again, he spoke loudly, forgetting that his booming voice could attract unwanted attention. “We need to hide, get away from them, and the fence isn’t going to help.”

He might be right. “Okay,” I said. “I agree.”

“How lucky for me,” Saylor said.

“Cool it,” Palmeri said. She knew how to yell without raising her voice. “We’re behind you, Dave. As soon as you’re ready.”

I exhaled.

“As ready as I can be,” he said. He looked at me. I nodded. “Here we go.”

I took a knee, raised my rifle and aimed.

Dave pushed open the door.

The door knocked two zombies over, sending them to the ground. Their arms and legs flailed; looked like they were making mud angels.

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