The Restless Dead: A Zombie Novel by Thomson Jenny

Author:Thomson, Jenny [Thomson, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: zombies
Publisher: Dead Hand Productions
Published: 2014-12-07T05:00:00+00:00

19 INSIDE, THEY CAN’T STOP SCREAMING

Panic stampedes across my heart. In the short time, I've known him I've become fond of him. He's the little brother I've never had. “You can’t do it, Kenny. We can’t let you do it.”

“It’s suicide,” Scott says.

Mustafa throws his hands in the air. “He’s not thinking straight.” Like me, he doesn't want to lose Kenny.

Kenny’s eyes are bright behind his specs. “When you see the zombies, what do you notice?”

“Mad bastards who want to eat me,” Mustafa says, proving yet again that he’s a complete idiot.

I pounce. We don’t have time for this shit. “How much time do we have, Doyle?”

“Dunno. One minute, ten minutes, fifteen. Whenever the generator fuel runs out. All I know is it won’t be long.”

Kenny takes a deep breath. When he exhales, he sounds like a deflating balloon. “Come on, we talked about this. They hold their heads because they have headaches. And what’s the worst thing for a headache?”

“Annoying questions,” I say impatiently. "Why are we wasting time?"

Kenny eyes us with disappointment, like we’re not getting the obvious. “Loud noise.” He points to the wall. “I give you our new secret weapon. Durrah.” He’s showing us bagpipes that a shop has on display to promote their Highland wear range.

Despite the gravity of our situation, we can’t stop hooting with laughter.

“What are you going to do with them?” Mustafa asks. “Play the bastards some really bad Scottish music? Hey, why not hold a great big fucking ceilidh and see if we can dance our way out of here to Auld Lang Syne? He puts his hands on his hips and pretends to dance the Highland fling. “And here I was hoping you had a Kalashnikov or rocket launcher.”

Kenny eyes us as if we’re as dumb as rocks and he’s the smartest person in the world. “The sound of those bagpipes and the pain they’ll inflict will override their need to feed on human flesh. They’ll do everything they can to stop the noise; to get to me and make it stop. When the power goes out, I’ll play the bagpipes. They’ll come after me, anywhere I go, every one of them. That’ll give you time to load up and escape. Problem solved.”

He eyes us each in turn. Dissatisfied with our lack of support, he launches into a lengthy theory ending with: “The reason they eat human flesh and brains in particular is because it stops the screaming inside their heads.”

“He’s got a point,” Mustafa says. He's none too happy at having to admit it.

Doyle asks, “Anyone have a better plan to draw them away?”

“We could always stick you on a pole like a human kebab for them to grab,” Mustafa quips.

Scott says, “I think Kenny’s plan might work, but we’re not just leaving him here.”

I can’t believe that they are even considering this...this suicide mission. May as well just skewer Kenny on a fish hook and dunk him in an ocean full of sharks.

I turn to face Kenny. “How will you make it out?” There's desperation in my voice.

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