Mass Extinction Event (Book 11): Days 349 to 356 by Cross Amy

Author:Cross, Amy [Cross, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Dystopian
Published: 2020-02-20T05:00:00+00:00

Elizabeth

“Do you have any idea who might be trying to keep tabs on you?” Wendy asks as we all sit at the table.

Staring at the device, I can't help but think back to the last time I saw my father. It must be seven or eight months since I last saw him, but is it possible that he'd already made sure that a tracker was placed in my body? I can kinda understand how and why he'd have done something like that, because he probably wanted to make sure that he could find me again in the midst of all the chaos. But if that's the case, then why hasn't he come to find me? The only really likely explanation is...

He's dead.

“If I remember correctly,” Patrick says, “this particular model wasn't designed to have a long shelf life. It'd work for a year at most, sometimes not even that long. But its range was supposed to be very good, albeit... I mean, obviously it wouldn't be much use without a satellite system. If you were using lower tech ways to search for the signal, you'd need to physically get within about twenty or thirty miles, otherwise you'd have no chance.”

“So it might not actually be working?” I ask, feeling a flicker of hope.

“The device is working,” he replies, “but whether anyone out there has a way of picking up its signal is another matter entirely.”

I pause for a moment, before nodding. That makes sense, and it means that Dad might yet be out there somewhere.

“It's pretty easy to destroy this thing,” Patrick tells me. “Do you want me to do that?”

I pause, before reaching out and taking it from him.

“No,” I murmur, slipping the device into my pocket. “Whoever put this in me, they did it for a reason. I think it might have been my father.”

“And where is your father now?” Wendy asks.

“I have no idea,” I tell her. “I haven't seem him for a long time. He was in Boston about three months after all of this started, but after that we got separated.”

“You said Boston was a war-zone.”

I nod.

“There was a lot of fighting?”

“I don't think there's much of Boston left,” I tell her. “Not anymore. My father stayed behind, I guess he thought he could still help. People were butchering one another in the streets, and there was an army of zombies on the way. I wanted to stay. I didn't run away, I swear, but my father sent me on a mission. Well, I thought it was a mission, but now I know that he just wanted me to be safe. I'm not a coward, though. I swear.”

“We know that,” Wendy tells me.

“Your father must have been quite well-connected,” Patrick says cautiously, “if he could get his hands on one of these.” He pauses for a moment. “I don't suppose he ever mentioned something called Project Atherius, did he?”

“I don't think he did,” I reply cautiously, “but someone else did. A friend of mine, Thomas,

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