Monsterland (An Apocalyptic Horror) by Shaun Whittington

Author:Shaun Whittington
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Chapter Twenty One

Twenty minutes of watching TV and two cigarettes and three coffees later, Marvin stood up and decided that he should somehow block off his living room and bedroom window.

Cupboards! It was the only thing he could use.

He had no planks of wood and hammer and nails, and even if he did the noise would be a concern. He didn't give a fuck about Agnes or the rest of the people in the building, including the family with the five-year-old boy with cerebral palsy. Fuck 'em. I need to look after myself, because no one else is going to.

He took a trip to the toilet and had a piss. The urine was an awful light brown colour, which was down to the alcohol consumption the night before, and the three coffees didn't help either. The main door to the building was an electronic controlled-door which only allowed visitors in if the residents buzzed them in, so initially that wasn't a problem for Marvin. If he kept quiet, he was sure that these Runners would be no more by the end of the week once the government got it all under control.

A smash of a window could be heard in the distance, and this made Marvin twitchy. He looked out of the living room window and couldn't see anything, but he began to hear screams. They were coming from across the hall. Agnes' flat. He looked outside again and saw Agnes' partner jumping out of his ground floor window and running. He was being pursued by one of those things that also left the flat via the window.

"Shit. Agnes." Marvin placed his hand over his mouth, a little guilty for doing nothing. He then heard the door across the hallway open and he quickly ran over to his to look through the spy-hole. Agnes was sporting a wound on her shoulder and collapsed in the hall. Marvin shook his head. And that spineless bastard of a partner just ran off and left her.

Marvin didn't care about many people, but he certainly was no coward. He opened the door to see if there was anything he could do for her, but by the time he opened it she was lying face-down on the hallway's concrete ground.

He wedged his door to make sure it wouldn't shut on him, then went over to see how she was. He crouched down, head still thumping, and touched her face. "Agnes? Agnes, you better move your arse, there's..."

Her eyes opened, they were bloodshot, and she hissed which made Marvin fall backwards. She jumped to her feet, and Marvin knew that she was infected, just like the woman that was attacked in the street.

He ran to his door but could feel the hands of Agnes grab his shoulder. They both fell inside his flat and onto the floor. Marvin was on his back and the infected Agnes was on top of him, scratching and snarling at him, but Marvin had his hands around her throat and squeezed as hard as he could.

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