The Crash: An Official Minecraft Novel by Tracey Baptiste

Author:Tracey Baptiste
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2018-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

“Do something!” I said again. I pushed Lonnie down into the chair and looked from Esme—who still had one foot on the lowest rung of the ladder and two hands firmly on the sides—to Anton, who was now lying on his stomach looking at what appeared to be a small crevice between the floor and the wall.

“It’s a false wall,” he said.

“And?” I asked.

Esme still hadn’t changed position, but she had out her bow and an arrow aimed at the door and the growing darkness outside.

“Well?” I asked again.

“Hold on,” Anton said impatiently.

Esme stepped away from the ladder and positioned herself next to the bookshelf with the arrow still pointed at the door.

“Maybe we should use the ladder,” I suggested. “It’s the only way out of this room.”

“And I’m telling you it isn’t,” Anton said again. “But if you say one more word, I’m not going to tell you what that way out is, and you can deal with all of them alone.”

The horde was pressing in, moaning. A few of the zombies managed to navigate around the craters, but most of them were falling into the holes I’d made at the side and front of the house. But so many more kept coming and falling in that soon the holes would be filled; I imagined the rest of the zombies crossing to the door by crawling over the backs and heads of their fellow ghouls.

“Have you ever seen anything like this?” Esme asked. “Ever?”

“No,” I said. “What do we do?”

“Hold on,” Anton said.

“They’re nearly here,” I said.

“Just a minute,” Anton said in a higher, squeakier voice.

“We’re toast,” I said.

Out of the corner of my vision, I saw Esme back up a little and get to one knee. Her bow and arrow were still pointed outside of the room, but whatever she was aiming at seemed to be a whole lot taller now…or higher. Aren’t zombies supposed to be small? I wondered. And what is that whistling sound?

“Anton?” I asked.

“What?” he snapped.

An explosion rocked the outside of the house and blew the front door in. It skidded against the floor toward us and stopped mere inches from Lonnie’s feet, separating him from me.

Zombies poured into the room. I leaped over the door and grabbed Lonnie. But instead of following me blindly as he’d done before, he pulled his hand away and darted toward the door opening that was nearly clogged with green creatures.

They overwhelmed him quickly and surrounded me, too. I took a few swings at them with a diamond sword, but there were way too many.

“Got it!” Anton said. I saw him look up and around, and the smile on his face slid to fear and then frustration. “I was nearly there,” he said sadly.

“Where?” I asked. “Maybe it’s still good,” I said.

Esme fired arrows into the crowd. The zombies required multiple hits to go down, and more and more were coming. I continued slashing with my sword while pushing Lonnie backward, away from danger. I turned to see where Anton and Esme were, but a zombie hit me, sending me sprawling.

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