Surviving The Evacuation (Book 1): London by Tayell Frank

Author:Tayell, Frank [Tayell, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Zombies
Published: 2013-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

It seemed like an hour had passed before I got to the far side of the car, but it can't have been more than a minute. That's when I saw the driver properly. His head, lolling forward, was hanging on by a few inches of grey sinew, his eyes stared unseeing at nothing. As I nudged his body with the crutch, trying to move the body to see if the keys were underneath, his mouth gaped open.

I jumped and nearly fell over as I stumbled sideways. From the safety of my home, through the illusory security of my window the idea of moving him, searching him for his keys and radio, it all seemed so simple, but this...

He was dead. Properly dead, I mean. It took me a long while to realise that. I guess I'd known it at some level since in all this time he'd never moved. Perhaps it was because he'd been almost been decapitated. Or maybe it's something else, something to do with the way he died, I don't know.

I began searching. There was nothing on the ground, which meant I had to check the body. The insides were already putrefying, held in by nothing more than his clothes. The radio, there was a radio, tucked onto his belt near his back. That went into a pocket, and was zipped closed. After all I'd been through I didn't want to lose it.

That's when I should have gone back inside. I'd found what I wanted, but I guess my success had made me complacent. His pockets contained nothing except a lighter, pack of cigarettes and a couple of ID swipe cards. No gun, no holster, no keys. I scanned the ground again and spotted the keys near the rear tyre. They must have been kicked there when he was attacked.

I hobbled over, bent, picked them up, and since I was there, took two steps round to the back of the car and unlocked the boot. It was empty. At least it looked empty. Maybe the emergency supplies were in a hidden compartment or maybe there's a special lever you have to pull. More likely wherever he brought the car from they were already so low on supplies that the first aid kit and emergency gear had been removed and used up. I looked briefly at the back seat but it too was empty.

That left the glove box. I decided to go round to the passenger side, rather than try and move the corpse out of the way and was almost there, my hand almost at the handle, when I saw two things, the silenced pistol lying in the driver-side footwell and the third zombie, the one who'd stopped me leaving yesterday.

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