Ghostland [Book 2] by Shaun Whittington

Author:Shaun Whittington [Whittington, Shaun]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Infected
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2018-12-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

“Okay ... so ... my family,” Dicko tried to begin, but he was clearly struggling.

Nobody said anything.

Everyone was staring at Dicko, waiting for information from the man that they had all known a month, more or less. There had been a shroud of mystery over this man who was in his early forties, and everyone, especially Simon, wanted to know more about him.

“Um…” Dicko sighed and he seemed to have sobered up in seconds.

There was seriousness on his face that they all noticed, and Simon, despite aching to know more about his friend, was in two minds whether to tell Dicko that it didn’t matter. He wanted to know more about Dicko, but he didn’t want to see the man upset.

“Just tell us about the beginning,” Donald said with a straight face, and then hiccupped. “It doesn’t have to go on for hours. Just a short summary.”

Simon opened his mouth to say something, but Yoler had beaten him to it. “You don’t have to say anything, Dicky Boy,” she said. “Let’s call it a night.”

“Hear, hear,” Helen yawned.

“No,” Dicko said. “It’s only fair I should say something. You guys are not strangers anymore, and some of you have told me about your past lives, even before this daft game.”

“In your own time,” said Simon gently.

Dicko took in a few deep breaths, trying to compose himself, and then began to speak. “My wife and daughter went out to the shops when the announcement was made on the ninth day of June. I stayed in the house, waiting for them to come back. I waited for weeks.” Dicko cleared his throat and added, “But they never came back.”

“Did you think about leaving at all?” Yoler asked him. “Did you never try and look for them?”

“It was difficult.” Dicko gave Yoler a hard stare and reached for his bottle. He unscrewed the cap and took two large gulps. The warm sensation inside of him felt good, and he added, “I had no car. I had a son as well. He was with me while my wife and daughter were out. I couldn’t just leave. Plus, I was so convinced that they’d be back, but we had to leave in the end.”

“But you left in the end? Why?” Simon asked.

“Look, I’m not going to go into explicit detail about my family and what happened to me over the last twelve months.”

“We understand,” Helen said with a sympathetic tone in her words. “It’s your personal life.”

“No, it’s nothing to do with that,” Dicko said, and released a light chuckle, waggling his head. “It’s because if I did, we’d be here all fucking night, and none of us, except Helen, are sober enough to listen to it anyway.”

Dicko took one more gulp of the bourbon and continued, “So … me and my son left our house. We met up with some guy and his partner, Bentley and Laura, and eventually ended up in a camp or two after that.”

“Did you ever find out what happened to your wife and daughter?” Helen queried Dicko.

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