Secret of the Corpse Eater by Ty Drago

Author:Ty Drago
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: middle grade, zombie, horror, fantasy, science fiction, friendship, books for boys
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC
Published: 2014-01-14T05:00:00+00:00

I was yanked this way and that, carried through almost perfect darkness. Somewhere below us, I could hear the frustrated howls of Corpses, including Micha’s raspy dead voice issuing frantic orders: “Find the abomination! Kill the boy and then restrain that … thing!”

Then even these sounds grew muffled and finally silent as the creature took me higher into the smothering blackness. Sometimes we traveled on floors, other times on walls. Whatever this thing was, gravity didn’t bother it.

A couple of times I tugged at the arms—or legs—that gripped me, but it was like fighting steel cables. The appendages didn’t even feel like living tissue so much as leather-wrapped rebar.

No wonder it had been described as bulletproof!

Finally, we stopped and I was let go. My body felt like warm Jell-O and I slumped to the cold, metal floor as if I had no bones.

Slowly, I rolled over and sat up. My stomach stayed put, but it felt empty—the kind of empty you only get from throwing up everything except your shoes. The air was cold. There was no heat here, wherever “here” was.

Patches of faint light streamed from somewhere far below us. Weird shadows splashed against sloping, metal walls, making every angle razor sharp and more than a little creepy. There was a door nearby, just a few steps to my right. But I was sure we hadn’t come through there.

On my left stood a waist-high railing.

I sat sprawled on a catwalk of some kind. Slowly, with my stomach grumbling but not really complaining, I slid over to the railing and peered under it. There wasn’t much to see: just a stairwell leading down into empty blackness. There were only two walls, both of which seemed to curve to the right and left, disappearing from sight. The nearest wall was sloped, like the surface of a basketball. The farther wall was also sloped, but the other way, as if I were inside the basketball. A basketball within another basketball—and with me in between them.

Where in the world am I?

Then something moved, and I froze. Despite the chill air, sweat sprouted on my forehead.

In a horror movie kind of slow-mo, I turned and got my first really good look at the Corpse Eater.

I’ve talked about the “Holy Crap Factor”—that special moment when your sense of reality takes a day off. Well, since getting my Eyes, I’d had more than my share of Holy Crap Factors.

This one blew them all away.

It had ten legs, just like Ramirez said. So did the pelligog, the small, spider-like things that Corpses used to control people. But that was as far as the resemblance went. For one, this creature was bigger—much bigger, maybe 130 pounds. Its torso was long and lean, with muscular, multi-jointed legs that seemed to stick out everywhere.

Each leg ended in a pincer as big as one of the Burgermeister’s fists. Trust me: that’s big. When it walked, these pinchers opened and closed, grabbing the ground, or the wall, or the floor, letting it scuttle along on just about any surface.

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