The Walking Dead (Sucking Pit Series) by Smith Guy N

Author:Smith, Guy N [Smith, Guy N]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Horror
ISBN: 9781907846335
Publisher: Black Hill Books
Published: 2011-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Chris Latimer was aware of an unpleasant, nagging physical sensation in those few moments before waking. Realisation that he had a headache, one of those which you woke up with and gradually got worse as the day progressed. He groaned softly, opened his eyes and winced at the early morning sunlight, closed them again. Then the memories of yesterday flooded back to plague him.

He wondered for a moment if he was sickening for something, perhaps a chill after that soaking in the thunderstorm. He certainly felt odd. Somewhere in the house somebody was moving about, footsteps, voices. He glanced at his watch: 6 a.m. It was too early surely for the household to be moving. Nevertheless, if they were he had better join them. A premonition, but he threw it off.

He swung his feet off the bed. The room seemed to spin and he had to wait for it to steady. Christ, his head was throbbing like a turbo engine had started up inside it. He grabbed a shirt, pulled it over his head, struggled into his jeans, and with sneakers still unlaced he made it out on to the landing. Down the stairs, clutching at the rail in case he fell, that feeling again that something was terribly wrong.

‘Chris!’ Samantha was in the hall below, Pamela by her side, both of them fully dressed. His heart seemed to miss a beat as he saw their expressions. Alarm. Something was wrong.

‘What's up?’ He stopped, looked from one to the other.

‘Carl has gone!’ Samantha snapped.

‘Gone?’

‘He's nowhere in the house.’

‘Maybe he's …’ Latimer couldn't think of an explanation, nothing logical anyway.

‘He was restless in the middle of the night,’ Samantha went on. ‘Once I woke up and found him standing by the window just looking outside. When I spoke to him he didn't answer and eventually I persuaded him to come back to bed. But he didn't sleep, I could tell by his breathing. Then when I woke up a short time ago … he wasn't there! I've looked everywhere, Chris, in the garden as well, but he's nowhere to be seen. I'm almost out of my mind, I know he's very disturbed and …’

That wave of dizziness returned, had Chris Latimer clinging to the banisters again. A sudden thought, an awful one, praying that he was wrong. They were all badly affected by yesterday, almost like having gone on some kind of ‘trip’. Carl Wickers had left his bed, left the house. There was only one place he could have gone.

‘I'll go and look for him.’ Latimer descended the stairs slowly. ‘You two stay here, I'll be back shortly.’

‘No, we're coming with you.’ Samantha and Pamela closed in on him, one on either side.

‘No, please.’

‘We're coming, Chris, because we know where you're going!’ Female fingers gripped his arms; any further argument was pointless and time-wasting. ‘Carl has gone to the Sucking Pit, hasn't he?’

‘I … don't know.’

‘He has. You know it and so do we.’

‘We'll check there first, anyway.’ He tried to sound casual but there was no disguising the tension, the fear in his voice.

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