The Undertaking by S. P. Oldham

Author:S. P. Oldham [Oldham, S. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2017-11-04T04:00:00+00:00

Moving On

Lavender awoke, stiff necked and aching in every inch of her body. Her own body odour hit her like a blow, the sewer’s grime, sweat and body matter that she had waded through the day before clinging to her skin as it clung to her clothes.

She sat up gingerly and looked around. Magda and Mayhew were still dead to the world, each of them occupying separate spaces amongst the shambles. She looked down at Carson, who mumbled something incoherent in his sleep before turning onto his side, still deep in slumber.

Lavender felt an urgency to empty her bladder. She didn’t relish the thought of unlocking the door and stepping out onto the rooftop alone, but she was loathe to wake the others. She stood, tip-toed through the mess as quietly as she could manage and went to the door. Pressing her ear up to it, she listened.

As far as she could tell, there was nothing out there. Cautiously she turned the key in the lock and eased the door open a crack, prepared to slam it shut the second anything came close. She held her breath; still nothing. She stepped out, clicking the door silently closed behind her, resolved not to go too far in case she needed to shout for help. On the other hand, fresh urine would be an attractive smell to a zombie; a dead giveaway, to coin a phrase. Too close to their hideout wouldn’t be a good idea.

Out across the darkened landscape, no streetlamps or houselights anymore, Lavender could see the first tendrils of dawn touching the horizon. The cool breeze felt wonderful on her hot and clammy skin, but she knew she would be cold after the closeness of the storage room if she stayed out in it too long.

She went to the furthest corner of the roof, keeping a wary eye as she dropped her trousers and relieved herself. She wished she could kick the damn things off, that she had something clean to wear. No such luck, though she would make it a priority today to find somewhere to wash if she got the chance. How Carson could bear to be close to her she couldn’t understand.

She stood, hurriedly zipping herself up. Convinced there was nothing up here with her, she relaxed a little. She chose a spot by the ledge where they hadn’t earlier tipped one body or another over the side and indulged in a rare moment of peace, leaning down onto the rail to watch the world below. Covered in darkness as it now was, all the carnage hidden, you could be forgiven for thinking it was simply a place peacefully asleep, awaiting a new day.

Something clattered and clanged down on the street. Lavender stiffened, immediately alert to danger, adrenaline already beginning to flow. She watched, ready to rouse the others at the first sign of trouble. Nothing happened. She wondered if cats still prowled, reckoned they must. There were probably some monstrous feral cats out there by now, given the multitude of rats and other rodents they had to feast on.

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