Those Who Remain (Book 2) by Santa Rosa Priscila

Author:Santa Rosa, Priscila
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: humor, new adult horror, Family, paranormal thriller, geeky humor, young adult action, adventure, zombies, action, Thriller, friendship, Zombie Apocalypse, science fiction adventure
Published: 2014-10-26T04:00:00+00:00

The Doctor VIII

January 8th, Friday, 11 am

We walk for days. My wound begins to hurt, and while the boots Tigh gave me help prevent blisters, the harsh wind and the accumulated snow from yesterday’s storm tire me quickly. My lips are cracked and probably blue. Of two cars we find, neither work.

To make matters worse, we cross paths with two infected eating a dog on the side of the road. When one of them hears us, he runs directly at me.

I make the mistake of closing one of my eyes while aiming. The shot misses. The diseased man almost reaches me when another shot hits him squarely in the head. Tigh saved my life, once again.

To my surprise, the Sergeant doesn’t criticize me. Maybe he feels too tired to waste energy on correcting my dumb blunder.

When my cheeks are about to freeze, we find a black SUV abandoned in the middle of the road. It’s fairly new and appears to be in good condition. We approach it, Tigh always with light steps, but I admit my own are clumsier and less careful. After a whole morning of walking, staying tense every second is too tiring.

Please be working. I don’t want to walk anymore.

On the driver seat there’s a dead man; he’s wearing a brown suit, smeared in guts, blood and dirt. His head is half blown to pieces and there’s a shotgun fallen between his legs. A suicide.

I sigh, closing my eyes for a second. Tigh opens the front passenger door, and examines the inside.

“There’s a lot of food here. Plenty of camping equipment too,” he says, pointing at the back seats.

Someone’s tragedy is another person’s good fortune. While he works on getting the body out, I open the luggage trunk to examine the bags. Between equipment and food, something else catches my eyes: a metal briefcase, shining against the sun. I stretch out my arm, finding a space between the bags, and take it out.

It’s heavy, but what really surprises me is a note attached to it with duct tape. The handwriting is neat and careful, despite the drops of dry blood between the words. I walk to Tigh and show it to him.

“Look what I found.” I lift the briefcase. “Has a suicide note on it.”

He nods, but seems more interested in making the driver’s seat less covered with guts.

“Hello, my friend, I am now most likely dead.” I read the text aloud so Tigh can hear it too. “But while I was not able to reach my destination, perhaps you will. If you are able to reach Canada, cross its deep forests, you may find the safety I was searching for.”

I look at the Sergeant, searching for his surprise, but he keeps cleaning the seats with a paper towels. The letter isn’t over, so I continue.

“There is an island named Akimi.” The second I read the name Tigh turns to me. “This island is safe from all the chaos around us. A safe haven where you may find peace in a secure CDC facility ready to face these dark days.

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