Southern Zombies Three Book Box Set: A Story of Survival, Southern Hospitality, and Southern Blood by Ann Riley

Author:Ann Riley [Riley, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

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“Do you see Kelley and Becky in the truck? Tammy is driving.” Diane says.

“Are they coming in here?” Marc asks.

“Yeah.” I say.

“Damn it, they are going to get hurt.” Marc says.

“Well, I doubt that since Becky and Kelley have rifles and I’m sure Tammy has hers by her side. And…. Becky just popped a cap in the tower guard. I’m thinking they may be able to take care of themselves my dear nephew. They are probably tanked up on wine.” I say with a laugh.

“They have pushed the gate open so the zombies can get in. See, great minds think alike. It looks like they are coming this way. Kelley and Becky have their beads on site. I think they are trying to keep the noise down until they see if we make it up to them.” I say.

Diane is driving and Bobby and Marc are in the back with the guns we took from the guards inside and outside. Trey has Diane’s Ka bar.

“Trey, if someone tries to hurt you, or grab you, bury that knife in their asses. Well, not literally their asses, but in a part of their body that will kill them. They will kill us if they can. Do you understand me?” I ask Trey.

He nods yes.

“Guys, the shit fest has started. We got assholes running from inside the building.” I say.

“We will start taking them down.” Bobby says.

“Take the right and I will take the left side.” Bobby tells Marc.

We hear two shots ring out.

“Well, it looks like my wife and sister are on a shooting spree. Keep it coming ladies.” Marc says.

I am firing from the passenger side window and the shots sound like a bong going off in the cab of the truck. I can’t hear shit. Diane clearly can’t either as she doesn’t hear me tell her she has a window licker stuck to her window. Damn, again with the windows. What is it? It’s like crack to the zombies.

Diane hits me on the arm and points towards the front of the truck. Marc and Bobby are shooting at the idiots coming from the back while me, Kelley and Becky are trying to thin out the zombies.

It looks like they sent out a moaning call to all their surrounding kin to come and join the big feast at the roadside diner.

The lot and grounds are full now.

And the guards chasing us finally see the horde coming at them. We continue to take shots, but they keep coming. We can hear everyone screaming now the zombies have finally gotten to.

We get closer to the gate and the zombies are still pouring in, only they are ambling toward the way we came up. I guess they have dinner reservations there.

As we get to the gate, I look over to the right and see Max’s stupid ass at the guard tower, trying to climb it. Since there are not any zombies near our truck, I tell Diane to stop. And I tell her why before she asks.

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