Rotten by M. Lauryl Lewis

Author:M. Lauryl Lewis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombie apocalypse, zombies, the walking dead, the grace series, m. lauryl lewis, apocalypse, dystopian
Publisher: M. Lauryl Lewis
Published: 2018-10-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Two miles easily turned to four before we saw signs of anything that resembled housing. The trek was uneven ground through forest that ran alongside a freeway. The only potential shelter we came across was a gas station, which was still smoldering from being on fire. Vehicles were unusually sporadic. The few we came across were wrecked, and we all agreed trying to travel in one would leave us in the open and vulnerable. We stayed in the cover of the trees and only stopped twice to rest, and then only for a couple of minutes. My ankle hurt the entire way, but I refused to complain.

“That’s not the one I was thinking of, but it may work,” said Matt as he came to a stop.

We all stopped and followed his gaze to the freeway.

“What are we looking at?” I asked.

“See the concrete sound barrier? You can see two rooftops just above it. They wouldn’t have put the wall up if it wasn’t residential,” explained Braylen.

“How do we get over it?” I asked.

“Let’s start by just getting to it. We’ll find a way around,” said Ellis.

“We’ll cross the freeway one at a time. Once you get across, take cover behind the delivery truck to the north,” instructed Matt.

“I’ll go first,” offered Braylen. “I’ll make sure it’s clear and signal you once I know it’s good.”

“I’ll go next,” I said.

“No offense, but with that ankle one of us should probably stay with you,” said Matt. “Are you two okay crossing together? I’ll go second in case Braylen needs a hand.”

“Yeah, we’ll be fine,” answered Ellis.

Matt took his jacket off and splayed it out across a short fence that was topped in barbed wire.

“See ya on the other side,” said Braylen, who proceeded to carefully climb over the fence before sprinting across the closest two lanes, pausing only to jump the crossover blocks at the median.

“As soon as he’s behind that truck I’m heading over to help,” instructed Matt.

We watched until Braylen made it across the far two lanes and ducked behind the truck. Once he waved for us to proceed, Matt sprang into action and ran the same path his friend had only moments before. Taller than Braylen, he was slightly faster.

“Once he’s across, we go,” said Ellis.

“I can’t run that fast,” I exclaimed, suddenly nervous.

“We’ll be fine. There’s no signs of anyone watching and I don’t hear a struggle from their direction,” he said. “Ready?”

I nodded. Before we took our first step toward the freeway, growling behind us made the hairs on my arms stand on end. The noise was accompanied by the nose-biting smell of rotten things and mothballs. We both turned around quickly. A lone woman stood staring at us, her face contorted and her eyes staring blankly. Her shirt was torn down the front, revealing her thin torso complete with a large gash across her right side; exposed rib bones made the scene even more gruesome and my stomach sank. Her dishwater-blonde hair was tangled, part of it hiding her left eye and cheek.

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