The Zero Degree Zombie Zone by Patrik Henry Bass

Author:Patrik Henry Bass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2014-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

“Bakari!” It’s Keisha again. “Give it to me! Now!”

And there’s her hand, right there.

You know what? Fine. I tug the ring off and slap it into her palm. “You want it,” I tell her, “fine. Here. Take it. Now make them go away!”

She slides the ring onto her own thumb, studies it there, and smiles her smug little cat-with-the-cream smile. “With pleasure.”

I watch as she raises her hand, ring out like some kind of weapon. “Ring, ring, do your thing!” she shouts.

And a dazzling blue disk appears in the middle of the room, hovering high above, looking like a big, floating halo. Just like that.

“Okay, you got it to work,” I admit. “But it’s not like they’re all the way up there, are they?”

She grins at me, then flicks her hand at the disk — and it glides across the room like it was a Frisbee and she just gave it a proper toss. It sails straight for the biggest zombie, the super-wide one —

— and drops right over his head. Clearly Keisha is the queen of ringtoss.

The zombie has just enough time to look a little surprised before his head disappears. The disk keeps dropping, swallowing the rest of him, and when it hits the floor he’s gone, gone, gone.

Why didn’t I think of that? It’s a whole lot easier than maneuvering two ice zombies to jump through the hoop from opposite sides!

“Tariq!” Keisha calls next. He bats the ice zombie woman away and looks over. “Catch!” With another flick she somehow sends the disk skipping across the floor toward him. If this was a lake and it was a stone she’d win, easy.

Tariq catches it with one hand, grins, waves it like a salute, and then turns and lassos the ice zombie woman with it. I’m not quite sure why his fingers don’t disappear, too — maybe because they’re connected to the rest of him, and there’s a lot more of him outside the disk than in — but anyway he slides the disk down over her and sends her back where she belongs.

Which leaves two, the regular-sized one and the smaller, more normal-acting one.

He goes for the regular ice zombie — How does a phrase like that even make sense? What’s “regular” about an ice zombie? — stalking it like it’s a tiger and he’s a big-game hunter, the disk held out in front him like a combination shield and spear. The ice zombie sees Tariq coming but it’s clearly not too bright, and decides to meet him head on.

One quick swipe of the disk and we’re down to just one.

This one watches Tariq approach, head tilted to one side, studying him. It waits until he’s close — and then it darts forward, fast, and shoves him hard.

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