Plagued: The Midamerica Zombie Half-Breed Experiment (Plagued States of America) by Better Hero Army

Author:Better Hero Army [Army, Better Hero]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Better Hero Army
Published: 2013-07-02T07:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Those remaining aboard the duck watched as the small group moved north into the darkness. Peske killed the lights on the duck from a switchboard at the front, and the generator engine rattled to a halt. The only light to split the darkness came from two battery lanterns. Hank’s group split into two with the smaller, faster team ranging ahead.

“They’re all dead, aren’t they?” one of the men that had been forced to ride in the dinghy during the escape said. His name was Steve. Carrie looked over at him and sighed, but didn’t answer. It was hard to argue with his assessment.

“They’ll be back,” Tom said. His encouraging words surprised even himself, but it felt more like his childhood in the park than some encroaching doom. Tom just needed to stick close to Peske and his half-breed. Penelope. Especially her. And besides, they weren’t very far from Biter’s Hill. Tom figured with the usual assortment of hunters in the area, there wasn’t a living zombie for fifty miles except for those that escaped the fire-bombing. “With fuel,” Tom added hopefully.

The noise of the forest wasn’t very loud to begin with this late at night. It was about two in the morning and even nocturnal animals weren’t moving about. Tom wondered if there were any left given the zombie thirst for meat. Nobody aboard slept and no one made much noise. Everyone just sat where they were, looking over the rail into the darkness, listening. The only one sleeping was Penelope. Tom walked past her cage, looking in closely to see if she really was asleep. He couldn’t tell. He took the seat next to Peske, the seat Hank had been occupying since their decision to drive north.

“I want to talk to you,” Tom said softly. Peske was sitting with his jacket over his arms like a blanket, head down, eyes closed, but not sleeping. Just resting.

“What about?” Peske asked, not looking up, his voice barely a whisper.

“I’m looking for someone,” Tom admitted. “A girl. A zombie girl. Turned ten years ago. I think your half-breed has seen her.”

“So what,” Peske mumbled.

“So I want to borrow your half-breed to go find her once we get to Midamerica.”

“Are you crazy, boy? She’ll cut your throat the moment you’re alone. She’s from Midamerica. She knows her place back on the Hill, and out here even. But the airbase, that’s where they live. She’d want back in.”

“They?” Tom asked.

“Yeah, them. Them like her. Half-breeds.”

“How many?”

“It doesn’t matter how many. They’re as scared of us as they are biters. But they have each other, and if you give her the chance to go back to that, she’ll slit your throat to have it.”

“I don’t agree,” Tom replied, even though he harbored doubts. “Look, when we get there, we’ll make the call and it will be an hour before a rescue team can reach us. Maybe longer. I just want to borrow her.”

“You’re not going anywhere with my half-breed,” Peske told him flatly.

“Fine, then I’ll buy her off you.

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