Shadow of Death by Ryan Colley

Shadow of Death by Ryan Colley

Author:Ryan Colley [Colley, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2017-09-16T04:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 19

I explained my story to James. I explained almost everything. I explained how I had left Bristol. I explained how I had got to where I was. I even explained in detail why I was heading to Essex. In return, James told me his story.

James had never wanted to be a police officer. He had always wanted to be a photographer. He then went on to say he could have as well, if he wasn’t “bloody poor with a camera.” He decided to take a photography course at a local college, something which he failed at so badly that even the teacher was impressed. Apparently, he was the first person to fail the course in the entire time the teacher had run it, which is an achievement all in itself. He then waited a few years and took photography lessons. His logic was “college courses were for kids anyway.” He passed the course, barely. When I say barely, I truly mean barely. Although he didn’t let on, he made it sound like he had a thing with the teacher, possibly the only reason she passed him. After blaming the school, the course and the “amateur equipment,” James decided it was time to do things his way. He went out and bought the most expensive camera his funds could afford, as well as multiple lenses for it. He was determined to be a photographer. He had the best equipment and ambition. He was certain that was all he needed; after all, “the greats didn’t take lessons.”

On the way home with his newly bought equipment, a man stepped out of an alley. The man was clearly drug-addled, with some possible alcohol abuse in there for good measure. He had been beyond the world of the sober for the previous twenty-four hours and had just come round from a binge. The first thing he saw, when stumbling out of the alley, was James: a young twenty-something, fairly scrawny and waving his carrier bag around. A carrier bag with an electronics shop logo on it, filled to the brim with new purchases. The man licked his bloody and cracked lips. He needed his next fix and flogging the young man’s junk would get him that. He approached James.

“Gi-me the bag,” he slurred, swaying side to side.

“Huh?” James said, puzzled, turning to look at the source of the voice.

“I said,” the man replied loudly, taking time to enunciate his words correctly, “give me the bag!”

James laughed; the sight of the drug addict trying to relieve him of his possessions was hilarious. He didn’t stand a chance against James! The reason he stopped laughing was because the man pulled out a knife and pointed it at James. His hand shook wildly as the drugs left his body. A million thoughts and scenarios went through James’ head in an instant. Should he tackle the man and wrestle the knife from him? That would probably end badly for himself. So the next option: He could run. Would he be able to make it? Probably.



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