The Z Infection by Burgess Russell

Author:Burgess, Russell [Burgess, Russell]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Russell Burgess
Published: 2014-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

Dr Richard Bryson

15:20 hours, Saturday 16th May, Kingston, London

It was much later by the time we reached what remained of Horse Fair Bridge. Tony spotted it first, as he was at the wheel and shouted to us to be on our guard. We already knew that the bridge had been destroyed, as Taff had spoken to headquarters about an hour before, but I was still shocked when I saw it. All that remained of the once proud structure were the main supports. There were huge chucks of masonry lying on either bank of the river, as well as in the water itself and Tony slowed the boat to a dead crawl.

‘Get up front Si,’ Taff ordered. ‘Spot for any obstructions in the water.’

Si bounded to the front of the vessel and immediately began to shout instructions to Tony, who expertly steered us from side to side as we traversed the dangers. This was when I became desperately concerned. We had been safe on the river, since we had eliminated Esmerelda and toppled her over the side, but now we could see exactly what had befallen the army at Kingston.

There were bodies lying everywhere. Hundreds were in army uniforms, but there were thousands of others in civilian clothing – the infected, piled high in great heaps. It had obviously been a brutal struggle and we all knew it would have been a fight to the death. Huge clouds of flies were already massing for the feast and the stench was appalling. Even the SAS men, used to seeing death, were forced to cover their mouths as we passed by the scene.

It took us a full twenty minutes to find a suitable path through the place where the bridge had stood. We knew it was vital to ensure the boat remained undamaged. We didn’t want to have to leave it behind and have to walk. The infected seemed reluctant to get in the water, so we felt secure there. But if we had crashed and then had to walk the rest of the way to Windsor, there was no certainty we would have made it.

It was a tense few minutes, but once we were through we were able to make better progress again. Tony gently increased the speed, until we were moving at a decent pace, against the light flow of the river.

Occasionally we would see some of the infected on the river bank. I knew now what we were dealing with. Those poor bastards were already dead, killed by a mutated virus that took control of their brain and shut down everything else. You could see it in their eyes, some of the ones who were closest to us. It was the same look Esmerelda had – vacant and lifeless. There was no fear or understanding in those eyes. No compassion. No love. There wasn’t even hatred in there. There was nothing at all. Just a desire to attack and eat.

Towards the end of the afternoon we realised we were close to Windsor.

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