The Scattered and the Dead (Book 0.5) by McBain Tim & Vargus L.T

Author:McBain, Tim & Vargus, L.T. [McBain, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Smarmy Press
Published: 2016-02-02T05:00:00+00:00

28 days after

Please help me find someone. I don’t know what to do, and I don’t want to be alone forever.

30 days after

I walked in the rain, the water pelting my forehead, trickling down the back of my neck. Black clouds blocked the pre-dusk sun, casting thick shade in its place. But the lightning flashed to break up the endless shadow, and the thunder cracked and rolled down the street toward me like a gigantic invisible bowling ball.

I knew that I should be looking for something specific – a water source or a functioning car that I could use to get to my storage unit or perhaps a gun to upgrade my weaponry -- but I made no effort in these regards. I wandered. I looked at the city, soaking in the sights and sounds and smells. It was all I could think about, all I could do.

I could feel how wide open my eyes were, could feel my feet shuffling beneath me, taking choppy steps that slid the soles of my shoes over the wet asphalt with a scuffing sound. I guess I was too distracted by the new terrain around me to pay attention to my walking.

I watched the lightning flicker on the stone facade of the apartment building above me. One second everything looked dark gray, swathed in the gloom. The next, the lightning flashed, and I saw the shade of the sandy brown stone, little flickering flashes and shadows dancing everywhere upon it.

As I moved into downtown, the apartments thinned out, and the corporate office buildings rose up above everything, a bunch of phallic symbols reaching their shafts toward the sky. Most of the skyscrapers in downtown Pittsburgh look like they were built in the eighties to me. They have those shimmering mirror-like sides, like you could flip the whole thing sideways and snort coke off of it in a pinch. I’m not even certain what that building material is, the reflective facade, but it looks like something that Donald Trump would have called “tremendous.”

Even if they weren’t my taste architecturally, there was something awe-inspiring about watching the lightning reflect off these shiny towers. I craned my neck to look upon the rippling electric flashes as they shot down the giant mirror to my left, an intense burst of light and speed, and the thunder followed close behind, throttling me, and the hair follicles tingled all over my body, and I felt like a tiny thing at nature’s whim entirely.

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