Surviving the Evacuation 13 Future's Beginning by Frank Tayell

Author:Frank Tayell [Tayell, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Butch
Published: 2018-07-15T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12 - Bags

Nutts Corner, Co. Antrim

In one fluid movement, Lena’s feet hit the ground and she flipped her already strung bow from around her chest. She drew and notched an arrow before Sholto had pulled on his brakes. He spotted the waving branch just as the zombie staggered out of the shallow treeline, onto the road, and straight into the path of her arrow.

“I didn’t even see it,” Petrelli said, clearly impressed.

Lena shook her head, though not at his comment. “We shouldn’t have come this way,” she said.

“Why not?” Sholto asked, dismounting from his bike.

“We’re having a breather?” Gloria asked. “Wonderful! Dodging the potholes reminds me of riding through Clapham Common; I’d forgotten how draining cycling could be.”

“If we’re taking a break,” Petrelli said. He didn’t finish the sentence, but kicked out his stand, dismounted, and hurried towards a bush.

“Check for zombies, first!” Toussaint called in a deliberately loud voice, but all was still, the loudest sound that of water running slowly along the ditch.

“Why shouldn’t we have come this way?” Sholto asked. “We’re still on the A52, aren’t we?”

“No, we’re where we want to be,” Dean said. “That’s Nutts Corner up ahead.”

“And that’s the roundabout?” Gloria asked, looking at the map. “Then the southern edge of the airfield is about three kilometres to the northwest. We’ve got two routes we can take from the roundabout. We can continue north along the A52 until… until… well, for about two kilometres until we get to a road that doesn’t seem to have a name, but we’ll approach the airport from the south.”

“That’s Crosshill Road,” Lena said.

“Right,” Gloria said. “Or, from here we go north up the A26 and approach the airport from the east.”

“Which is why I thought this was a good route,” Dean said. “The fuel tankers are parked in that industrial site off Crosshill Road. We’ll pass them on our way to look at the helicopters.”

Lena shook her head again.

“Why shouldn’t we have come this way?” Sholto asked.

“The supermarket,” Lena said.

“Yeah, well, I thought we might have time to look inside,” Dean said.

“What supermarket?” Sholto asked.

“It’s just up ahead,” Dean said. “More or less on the southern edge of the roundabout. We came by here, back after the outbreak. Someone was already there, you know, looting. They chased us away.”

“They shot at us,” Lena said.

“Yeah, but they won’t be there now,” Dean said. “Maybe they left some of the food. You said we could do a bit of scavenging if we had time.”

“I’m not sure that we do,” Sholto said. “We’re already an hour and a half behind schedule. The roads are more pothole than tarmac, and as much ice as asphalt. It’s not that I begrudge having stopped at Elisabeth Rosen’s house, but we wasted nearly an hour at that industrial unit.”

“An hour, thirty rounds, and ten arrows,” Gloria said.

“All for the discovery of a heating-oil depot whose tanks were already empty,” Sholto said.

“But that was the most zombies we’ve seen today,” Dean said. “And they were all trapped behind that gate.

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