The Zombie Girl Saga (Book 3): Eve Brenner, Zombie Experiment by Giacomi A

Author:Giacomi, A. [Giacomi, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Published: 2016-10-11T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

EVE

I am nearly eight months along. I am excited to meet the baby and I know this worries Dr. August, but wasn’t I allowed to feel a little joy? This baby was going to grant me some happiness, no matter how brief, and I was going to cherish every moment.

“Eve, listen to me, you’ve become so wrapped up with baby information that you’ve forgotten about our mission. Can we please go over these documents while everyone is out of the room? Who knows how long we’ll have.”

“Fine,” I say flatly.

I didn’t want to talk about the end of days or zombies or anything else that brought me misery, but I suppose that was selfish of me.

“Enlighten me, Dr. August, what did you find in the documents that we recovered in Egypt?”

“Well, Eve, there were a few sketches in the bag.” He pulls out the first sketch that looks like a scribbled shadow of a man, the next one shows the same dark figure, but with burning red eyes, the last sketch shows the outline of a man with a red dot placed where his heart should be.

“What does it all mean, Dr. August? The dark figure reminds me of the presence that we met on the road and in the tombs in Egypt, but what is that last picture about? A heart? Is it a clue as to whose heart they must sacrifice?”

Dr. August shakes his head. “It’s a prophecy, Eve. There are notes that go with the pictures. What’s most exciting about this find is that the notes are by archaeologist James E. Quibell. Everyone said that he had poorly documented his findings at Hierakonpolis, but this…these notes…dispute that. It seems he was trying to hide much of what he found. He didn’t want people to dig any further; he knew there was danger in it. Even at the end of his notes, there is a warning to leave Hierakonpolis and never return.”

I try to search my mind, the name Quibell rang a bell. I remembered hearing about him and his partner Green. “Wasn’t he one of the archeologists that found the Narmer Palette?” I ask Dr. August curiously.

“Yes Eve, the very same. Now I took the liberty in printing a copy of the Narmer Palette. I feel as though it has new meaning under the circumstances, don’t you think?”

He hands me two photos, one of the front of the palette, the other of the back of the palette. I had seen this image many times, I had even seen it in person at The Royal Ontario Museum, but it had never made more sense that it had at this very moment.

The horned beings atop the palette seemed to be demons or devils. Either way, it was depicting that evil reigned above all else. Perhaps the most frightening thing about the palette was the bottom; the figures at the bottom were buried, but not dead. They seemed to dance, march, or be busying themselves with something. The dead didn’t rest.

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