The Sixth Extinction: America (Omnibus Edition | Books 1 – 8) by Glen Johnson

Author:Glen Johnson [Johnson, Glen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Sinuous Mind Books
Published: 2015-07-05T04:00:00+00:00

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Alex and Lindell

In a muddy field heading towards the farmhouse

Just outside New York City

They were both soaked through to the skin as they headed toward the lights on the hill. They didn’t know what to expect, but anything was better than nothing. No one had eaten since the meal they were fed at the town. They also checked the small outbuildings, in case there was a well or water pump house. There was neither, not even an animal trough they could boil water from. So far, the only water source was a stagnant barrow of water.

They hoped to find food, but would settle for a source of water. Water was more important. Finding water was a matter of life and death. They could also scavenge through the house for pots to boil the water in.

Neither of them actually mentioned what they would do if there was somebody home? Lights didn’t just switch on by themselves.

The hill was steeper than Alex imagined. His legs ached, and the lower half of his jeans were covered in heavy, wet mud. He slipped numerous times. His hands were also covered in freezing mud, making holding the gun awkward. He dropped it at one point. Luckily, his foot hit it. Else he would have had to get down on his hands and knees and search for it.

His breath billowed out in clouds.

He didn’t know what to expect in the house, but his expectations grew with every step. A crackling log fire, with a large pot of something thick and warm bubbling on the stove. Kind, gentle people offering them in and a place at their table.

Yeah right! Idiot!

The reality though would be far from his daydreams. There was most probably someone secured behind locked doors with thick metal grates on the windows, with barrels of weapons pointing out, zoning in on those climbing the hill to their retreat. If they were so blatant about advertising the property with lights, then they would be confident that they could defend what they have from people willing to take it from them.

Alex noticed the clouds were piling up, with the wind picking up, chilling his body to an uncomfortable level. What he wouldn’t give to be snuggled up in his apartment, under his thick comforter on the couch, with the heating cranked up high, and something good on the TV, while he ate a plate of his favorite food – pepperoni pizza, washed down with a cold beer, or two, or three.

He stumbled again, splashing his face with the freezing mud. He spat the loam from his mouth.

Lindell would look back every fifty feet or so, to check he was still behind him.

The house was growing larger, filling their forward vision. Alex could see the two windows that the light issued from. He couldn’t tell what type of room it was due to the dirty windows. It didn’t look lived in. Then again, looks can be deceiving.

They took their last few steps on muddy ground and reached the farmhouse’s backyard by climbing over a short, crumbling wall.

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