The Zombie Chro [99] - Collapse, Tales of the Zombie Chronicles by Mark Clodi

Author:Mark Clodi [Clodi, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, +IPAD, +UNCHECKED, +AA
Amazon: B004GUS886
Goodreads: 10051218
Publisher: Ctales
Published: 2010-12-18T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“Lance!” Tom yelled, pointing at Carl, who stood, frozen, halfway up the rope.

Lance turned to follow Tom's gaze, raising the rifle as he did so. “Don't move!” he shouted at Carl.

Carl stood like a deer in headlights, and stammered, “Wh-what?”

“You should be dead!” Tom accused.

“I...I can explain! Don't shoot me!”

Between the two men, Angela crouched down a little lower and asked, “What the hell is going on? Why are you pointing the gun at him?”

“His name is Carl, he's a preacher from...Minnesota?” Lance said.

“We know all that, without him we wouldn't have made it here, he drove some of the zombies off for us!” Angela said.

“How'd you meet him?”

“He met us. We were on the main lobby level and he was hiding behind the bar. Paul thought he was a zombie at first, he was all bloodstained.” Tom and Lance exchanged a quick, knowing look.

“What?” Angela asked.

“Nothing. Yet.” Tom said, “What do we do with him?”

“Well ah would rather have him where we can keep an eye on him than running around loose.”

“What's the hold up? Can the next guy come up now?” called Paul from below.

“Almost.” yelled Tom, then to Carl, “You come up here, we won't do anything to you.”

Carl nodded, started climbing and said, “I told you I could explain, and I will.”

“Well, until we get to that sir, you need to go up top.” said Lance gesturing with his rifle towards the ladder as Carl climbed over the railing.

“Okay, the next guy can come up.” Tom called.

The next man up was Paul, he was tall and lanky, well over six feet and sported a crop of short blond hair. He had some sort of bag slung over his shoulder that looked like a gym bag stuffed full of something.

“Hi! I'm Paul Lee, you can call me 'Paul'.” he said, shaking everyone's hands as he made it to the deck, then he called down, “C'mon up Erik!”

The rope grew taut again as the man below started climbing.

“Where is Carl?” Paul asked.

“Up top, he needed to get some air.” Lance explained, pointing with one hand to the ladder.

“How you doing Mary Beth?” Paul asked the woman, who was still crying near the door to the bridge.

“Fine, that Tom saved me, I froze up on the rope...The rope!” she yelled. Everyone had been looking at her when she spoke, now they turned back to the rope, or rather where the rope had been. A man's scream came from below them, followed by another yell from further down, then silence.

“You son of a bitch!” Tom yelled leaping for the ladder.

“Careful Tom!” Lance yelled running after him.

“What the fuck just happened?” Paul asked.

“The rope got loose, Erik fell.” said Angela, pointing to the empty railing.

Tom made it up the ladder in two bounds and saw Carl leaning over the railing, looking down the front of the ship. Carl turned around to see Tom's shotgun pointed at his face, Lance climbed up the ladder to stand on the deck and prevent anyone else from climbing up.

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