Hunting Season: A Zombie Survival Story by Stoesen Chris

Author:Stoesen, Chris [Stoesen, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2017-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10: Homecoming

We made it back home without incident. We agreed to leave the horse trailer on the truck and the horses in the trailer. There was no good way to secure them at the house where some zombie wouldn’t try for a free meal. Gretel opened the door for us and got us in the house. For once, there were no zombies wandering the property. They must have taken off elsewhere for a free meal.

The doc wanted to look at my leg first. I told her no and sent her to check on the police officer. Sharon was pale with fright when she saw my leg. I cut the pants leg to fully expose the wound. Sure enough, half of the damn dial from that lock was stuck in the side of my calf. Hell, I’m just glad as I can be that it didn’t slice my nuts off.

I was about to pull out the junk I could see when Sharon stopped me.

“Wait for the doctor.”

I grunted something. The blood loss wasn’t too bad. It was stuck in the muscle. I closed my eyes and slept. My next memory was a sharp pain in my hurt leg. This was above and beyond the pain that was already there. I sat up and looked for what caused the pain. My fight-or-flight instinct kicked in and I was ready to fight.

I found myself looking into the eyes of Doc McCauley holding up the dial of the lock.

“Next time ask for the combination.”

She then pulled another three pieces of metal from my leg and stitched my leg. I passed out in the midst of that part. Apparently I’m not Rambo. When I woke up the next time, it was to Sharon trying to force feed me some ibuprofen. I gratefully accepted it along with a swig of water.

I looked around the room and saw the doc.

“Thank you for taking care of my leg.”

She waved her hand, “Thank you for saving me and my horses. They are safe enough in that trailer for the moment but we need to find a more secure location. This house is great but we need supplies and space.”

That was true enough. Our group grew from just Sharon and I, to five people. We didn’t have enough food for that many for any length of time. That is when I remembered the police officer.

“Hey, how is Officer Jefferson doing?”

“He may make it. He lost a bunch of blood. I have none to give him. I have patched him up as best as I can. It doesn’t look like anything important was hit. We need to wait and see. I gave him some iron pills and pain killers. I started an IV for him. It's all just meatball surgery at this point. Without proper equipment, it was the best I could do.”

“Thanks for what you have done. We can lie low a couple of days here. Then we need to find a better place. And I think I have an idea.

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