SUNFALL: A Post-Apocalyptic Survival Fiction Series: Book 2: ADVENT by D. Gideon

Author:D. Gideon [Gideon, D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-14T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Wednesday, September 5th

Mardela Springs, Maryland

Marco had taken to carrying the monocular, and whenever we could see buildings or an overpass in the distance, he’d check it as we were walking closer. People would hide beneath overpasses, he said, and trap travelers there. Luckily we hadn’t run into anything like that so far. We needed advanced warning of this, as the thick trees and underbrush lining the sides of the highway forced us to walk in the open, on the shoulder of the highway. With us being so exposed, it would be easy for people to see us coming. The shotgun was tucked into the trailer in case a cop passed us in the daylight. Maryland wasn’t keen on open-carrying any firearm to begin with; now that there was a state of emergency I worried that any visible guns would be confiscated.

We were getting close to a large, country-looking store with a full-length covered porch that proclaimed to sell Amish-made goods. The grass around the parking lot was covered with small storage buildings, gazebos, and heavy-duty wooden swing sets. A sign out front promised homemade candles and gifts inside. I’d driven by it going back and forth to the University at least a dozen times and had always thought that it would be cool to stop in there some time to look for Christmas gifts, but had forgotten it less than five minutes later each time.

The wide highway was barren, and the heat coming off of it was vicious. We hadn’t seen a car moving all day. Every mile or so we’d come across one parked on the shoulder or even in the grassy median, and I’d taken to looking in the windows for anything useful. Some of them had already been broken into; they must’ve had something in plain view that had been enticing.

Marco had moved us over to the far shoulder of the westbound lane, to put as much distance between us and the Amish market as possible. He hadn’t seen anyone moving around outside any of the times he’d looked at it through the monocular, but the sheer number of small buildings and how close some of them were to the road made him wary.

As we started to pass the first few storage buildings, we could hear muffled shouting. King perked up and Marco started walking faster, looking towards the trees for somewhere we could hide. There was nothing but thick brambles. I heard a woman’s frightened screaming.

“It’s not our problem, Ripley,” Marco said, taking my elbow to move me along faster. “We can’t save them all. Our priority is getting you home.”

“If whoever is in there terrorizing that girl is moving easteast, it could end up being our problem,” I said, but kept walking. There’d be no reason for people to move east. Not too far from here, they’d run into the Atlantic Ocean. The target-rich path would be to head west.

As we drew nearly even with the store’s entrance, the front door opened. A girl burst through the opening, spinning and grabbing the handle to pull it shut behind her.

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