Murmansk-13 by Richard-Steven Williams

Author:Richard-Steven Williams [Williams, Richard-Steven]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2018-09-06T00:00:00+00:00

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Oleg and Jamal winced as they roughly clothed Katja. Blood immediately pooled through her thin white panties and was spotting through her jumpsuit bottoms even as Tala pulled the top over the girls lolling head. Katja remained silent throughout.

Tala cried as Jamal pulled her from Katja. "We have to move!" Oleg and Jamal bore the girl up, their arms beneath her thighs and her arms wrapped limply, devoid of life, round their necks.

The putrid reek of decay hit them immediately as Tala burst through the door on point, Oleg and Jamal behind. Jamal heard countless shambling footfalls drift across the Districts carpet and could make out various deranged gaits as the infected flooded into his long time home. Stealing a glance behind him as Tala briefly turned toward the door, Jamal could see countless flat eyes, bereft of life, peer out from the blackness and their savaged papery deathmasks. Some lumbered only meters behind. Beyond the bobbing beam of Tala's headlamp, Jamal heard a feral scream and a wet crunch. "O Bozhe! O Bozhe!"

The screaming soon stopped as another wave of infected scaled the now scattered filing cabinets behind them. Gennady blinked against the headlamp of Tala. He stood in his office doorway, wildly gesturing for them to hurry. His grey pallor and sagging jowls gave him the appearance of the dead.

Tala crossed the threshold of Gennady's office as their pursuer loosed another moan at their backs. Jamal could feel the infected closing in as he and Oleg entered behind Tala. Gennady slammed the door shut behind them and Tala joined him in bracing the door as the former crewmen of Murmansk-13 crashed against it. The door pitched momentarily ajar before their combined effort secured it.

"The table," Oleg said breathlessly.

"There's no time," replied Gennady as more infected pressed against the door. There was another scream outside and then the infected began pounding into the frosted glass. Huge cracks webbed rapidly across the large, thin pane.

While they'd been away, Gennady had opened up the conduit grating through which Jamal would usually enter and exit the District. He'd also pushed the giant conference table beneath the opening, anticipating the need for easy access. As Jamal marvelled at how the macerated Gennady had managed the feat, more infected began pushing at the door. Gennady and Tala struggled against the weight, both were now near horizontal, their legs bowing as they buttressed against the table, faces reddened with exertion. "Now, go!" Gennady yelled.

Deftly, Jamal and Oleg lowered Katja on the table. Jamal scrambled into the conduit and Oleg lifted Katja to the opening. Roughly, they forced Katja into the conduit as the glass bulkhead popped. Razor edge shards rained over Kirill's corpse. "Come on!" Shouted Oleg, indicating for Tala to follow.

"Fuck your chivalry, get up there!" Tala hollered back, grimacing against the force of the infected bearing down upon her.

Oleg scrambled into the conduit as the infected began piling into the opposite side of the office, Tala flicked her head toward the onrushing horde illuminating their petrified flesh and rictus maws.

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