Uncle Gary's Campfire Stories: Bayou Zombie Werewolves by Visada J.L.M. & Kite Gary

Author:Visada, J.L.M. & Kite, Gary [Visada, J.L.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The K - Horror
Published: 2014-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Three

Colton drove slowly up towards the police station. The fire engine was nothing more than a burnt skeleton. The front of the station was completely destroyed. He could see some people moving around inside, but he couldn’t tell whether they were infected or not. Then one of them saw him. He saw him call to the others, and then they began walking out towards him. Even in the light he couldn’t tell whether they were zombies or not, and so he threw the Explorer in reverse and prepared to tear out of the area if they attacked.

“Sheriff Mudd! Hey Colton!” Deputy Roger Cobb screamed from across the parking lot. “What the fuck happened here last night Boss?”

Colton put it in drive, and rolled up to the growing crowd. He was prepared to drive right over them if they even hinted at the slightest desire to eat him. Colton parked ten feet from the crowd, and let them walk the rest of the way over to him.

It was the normal dayshift crowd. The three dispatchers, two janitors, and the two regular officers along with Roger, who worked part time to earn a little cash after his retirement from New Orleans PD. Of all the officers on Colton’s force, Roger was the one most likely to be able to handle this whole situation. In fact, if Roger had wanted it, he probably could have taken Colton’s job years ago. Roger looked exactly like what most people would expect in a movie sheriff. He was broad shouldered, square jawed, and tall.

“Colton? What happened last night? I get a call from Lisa saying to come in, and then you call me saying stay away. When I get here it looks like this place was a warzone, your vehicle looks like swiss cheese because of all the bullet holes, and all the landlines are dead. Only cell phones work. What the hell is that axe doing stuck in the side of your truck.” Roger eyed Colton suspiciously.

Colton tried to explain everything, and when everyone looked at him like he was insane he had Roger call the LSU campus police. It rang a few times, and then they someone picked up, “Help us! Help us please! They’re killing everyone!”

“Who’s killing everyone?” Roger asked. The veins stood out from his neck.

“Zombies…they’re everywhere! The whole campus is infected. They already got Herbert. The sons of bitches shoved a pole through him, and then cooked him like a chicken from Boston Market.” The voice screamed into the phone.

Colton grabbed the phone, “How? You were supposed to be guarding that head. Is B.J. okay?”

“We were, but someone stole it. I don’t know about any B.J., but whoever he is…they probably got him as well.” The voice said.

“It’s not a he. It was the young woman investigating the head.” Colton snapped.

“I don’t know what happened to her.” There was a loud crash in the background, and the man screamed, “No! No! Stay back!” Colton and the others could hear the man firing his gun at something.

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