Last Stand (The Survivalist Book 7) by Arthur Bradley

Author:Arthur Bradley [Bradley, Arthur]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-12-16T00:00:00+00:00

Tanner and Samantha continued down the Metro line, retracing the soldiers’ footsteps. It made sense that if they had been attempting to seal the tunnel leading down to the infected, they might have done it in stages, blocking the egress point first, and then moving out to the larger Metro tunnel entrance.

About a hundred feet down the tunnel, they discovered rubble blocking a nondescript metal door set into the wall. The blast had done a fine job of mangling the door, as well as collapsing part of the stone block wall above it. It hadn’t, however, fully sealed the entrance, which explained Captain Prince’s berating of Sergeant Merkel.

Tanner stepped closer and clicked on his flashlight. There were small passages through the rock and crumpled door, but they weren’t big enough for him to crawl through. Samantha picked up on his train of thought.

“I’ll go in and see if there’s a way down. No need to move all this rock if it’s a broom closet.”

“Let’s see if it’s safe first.” He stomped the pile of rubble a few times. A handful of small stones fell, but everything seemed to be fairly well set.

“See, it’s fine,” she said, slipping off her backpack. “I’ll be in and out, lickety-split.”

Samantha squatted in front of the largest hole and pushed her rifle in ahead of her. Once it was all the way through, she ducked her head and crawled in. Tanner immediately knelt beside the hole, ready to attempt to squeeze his way through the narrow passage, should it come to that.

“Well?”

Samantha stood up and turned on her flashlight. She was standing in a ten-by-ten-foot room, an antechamber of sorts, only this one didn’t seem to go anywhere.

“It’s just an empty room.”

“There aren’t any stairs?”

“Not that I can see.” She began knocking on the walls, hoping to detect the hollow sound of a secret passage. There wasn’t one. Everything sounded, and felt, like solid rock. The only things of any interest were a first-aid kit and two flashlights that had been hanging on the back of the door. The blast had broken open the kit, littering the tile floor with several gauze bandages. As for the flashlights, they looked like someone had driven over them with a tractor and then backed up for good measure. “There’s a first-aid kit and a couple of flashlights, but they’re all broken.”

“Nothing else? You sure?”

Samantha squatted and examined the floor. It was neatly laid out in one-foot square tiles, ten one direction and ten in the other. A winding maze-like pattern had been etched into the floor, and she began to trace it with her fingers. When she got to the middle, she discovered a small black handle, the top of which sat perfectly flush with the tiles.

“I think I found something.” She gave the handle a tug. It didn’t budge. “There’s a secret handle on the floor, but I can’t get it open.”

“Hold on, I’m coming.” Tanner stood up and began clearing off chunks of rock. It would

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