Population Zero: Book 2 by Ryan Schow

Author:Ryan Schow [Schow, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Apocalyptic
Publisher: River City Publishing
Published: 2021-08-07T04:00:00+00:00

WEDNESDAY: DAY 13

Chapter Eighteen

Scout Corrigan

The alarm went off, waking Scout from his slumber. He shut it off, saw the time, then pushed the digital clock aside and closed his eyes. He was trying to remember what job he had to do and if he could put it off another day. But then he went back to sleep only to dream of kitchen makeovers and clogged toilets. An hour or so later, he woke up refreshed and ready for the day.

Next to him, Slater was still asleep. Looking around, he saw the hotel room they were staying in and realized it was clean and well-appointed.

On the floor, there was a bunch of empty travel bottles from the night before. He was so freaking thirsty, he wondered if he might have missed a bottle from the night before. He crawled out of bed, moseyed to the small fridge, then opened it. It was cool inside, but he didn’t see any water. He closed the door, went into the bathroom, then looked down and saw water in the bowl.

“Sweet Jesus,” Scout said. “Thank you for small favors.”

He dropped a deuce, yawned, ran his hands through his hair, then wiped his ass and flushed the toilet. He stood and stretched, and then he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He ran the sink and washed his hands, wondering how much water the hotel had left in the system. He looked at his face in the mirror, but all he saw were too many shadows. He flipped on the light and that’s when he saw himself. He had bags in his eyes, dirty skin, hair that needed washing…

“Scout?” Slater asked from the other room.

“Yeah, in the bathroom.”

He shut off the light, walked back into the room, then plopped down on the bed. “There’s water in the toilet if you want to take a dump.”

“What the hell is that?” Slater asked, pointing to the digital clock.

At that moment, he came into full awareness. The clock was working. So was the toilet. He jumped up, flipped on the wall switch, and was startled when the lights came on.

“What in God’s name…?” Scout asked.

“Maybe it has a power supply of its own,” Slater reasoned. “But that doesn’t make sense.”

Scout hurried to the window, looked down on the street, and said, “Holy cow, the freaking street lights are working!”

Slater threw back the blankets and hurried to the window. “Oh man,” he said. He looked at Scout with grave concern and said, “Mom.”

The two of them threw on their clothes, grabbed their guns, then vacated the room. They hurried past people in the hallways and the lobby, and then they ran to the 76 Station and looked around. No one seemed to mind that they were armed. What mattered most was that the world was about to return to some semblance of normal.

“I thought this downed power grid was a done deal,” Slater said as they hurried up the off-ramp toward the stolen cop car, their mother’s body, and the cache of weapons in the trunk.

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