RIZEN: Tales of the Zombie Apocalypse by Kirk Anderson

Author:Kirk Anderson [Anderson, Kirk]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Galleon Publishing
Published: 2012-11-27T05:00:00+00:00

Flight 124

“Air Thailand 124 to LAX. Requesting ambulance to runway 7 for arrival at 1900 hours.”

Mike was half asleep, nearing the end of his shift and watching the dancing dots of light on the radar screen, when his ears perked up at the word “ambulance.” He adjusted his headset, and spoke clearly into the microphone, “This is LAX. Air Thai 124. Please repeat request.”

“Air Thailand 124 to LAX,” the transmission crackled in Mike’s headset. “I repeat. Requesting ambulance to runway 7 for arrival at 1900 hours. Over.”

Mike was wide awake now. He figured it was just someone with chest pains, but keeping people safe was the point of Air Traffic Controllers. Mike spoke slowly into the headset, “Captain, please ID. Over.”

“Roger, Roger,” the headset chirped back, and immediately a wide smile spread across Mike’s face.

“I thought that sounded like you, Roger,” Mike said with a grin. “You know you have the worst name for pilot I’ve ever heard, right?”

“Sorry Mike,” Roger replied laughingly through the headset. “Met a pilot outta Newfoundland. Last name Deadmen. Had to advise him to use his first name only when talking to the passengers and crew.”

Mike laughed heartily until his eyes began to water. He’d known Roger since WAY back. They’d actually met in flight school. They’d flown together on many training runs, had a fair number of drunken nights together prowling the town for young, eligible bachelorettes on their nights off, and even ended up as roommates for a year of their lives.

Mike had trained for 2 years to be a pilot, but when he had a seizure, that was it. Only takes one of those and you’re out of pilot school for good. It was really hard at the time, as all Mike had ever wanted was to fly above the clouds, but he was dedicated to his passion, and after a few months of contemplating his future, he went back to flight school, only THIS time, he studied to be an air traffic controller.

Mike had been given a nice promotion just a few years back after helping to land a plane without landing gear. That one had been the nail biter of the century, but when all was said and done, there were only a few minor injuries and not a single death.

No fatalities. This was Mike’s greatest accomplishment. He’d gotten every last flight safely to the earth, and every last passenger that had yet been under his watch, made it safe to their destinations.

Mike spoke into his headset, “Roger, feel free to cut the code words. Lay it out for me. What are we looking at here? Heart attack?”

“Don’t think so, Mike. Think it might be food poisoning, or possibly a severe case of the flu. He’s been vomiting blood though. Seems serious. Thought about diverting for a minute there, but figured the most I could shave off was a couple minutes, and honestly, LAX has their emergency staff trained better than most, and also, I couldn’t hit LA without getting a drink with an old friend.

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