Wormwood Dawn (Episode II) by Crae Edward

Author:Crae, Edward [Crae, Edward]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: zombies
Published: 2015-02-11T05:00:00+00:00

The next house over was in pretty much the same shape. Though there were very few useful items, they managed to score a small solar charger. It would work with Dan’s laptop. The only other item was a .44 caliber revolver. That would be useful, too.

Across the street, a decrepit shack-like house was nestled back in the trees. It was sided with corrugated metal in a few places, and the roof had patches of blue tarpaulin covering what were probably rot holes. The chimney was collapsing, and the windows were mostly boarded up or covered in milky white plastic.

“What a shit hole,” Drew said.

Dan pulled in the driveway next to the rusted Pinto. Drew got out and checked the gas tank.

“It’s full,” he said. “Do your thing and I’ll do mine.”

Dan grabbed a few empty bags from the floor of the truck, doubling them up for strength, and walked up the cracked sidewalk. The porch slab was cracked and crumbling, with small piles of gravel and lime scattered around it. The smell of garbage—and possibly shit—hung in the air like a dense fog.

“Oh man,” he whispered as he opened the screen door with his shotgun.

A cat banged against the door, prompting a trigger pull, and disappeared around the corner. The door jamb exploded with the shotgun blast.

“Fuck dude!” he heard Drew say behind him.

Dan shook his head, stepping into the shithole house. The carpet was filthy, caked with cat shit, spilled food, and something white and sticky-looking. It seemed to be pooled in the center of the room. The pool rippled as something dripped into it from above. Dan looked up, seeing a dark stain on the ceiling. White fluid dripped slowly from its center, down into the pool below. Dan swallowed, fearing whatever could be in the attic.

The fluid looked similar to what he saw spewing from the cat’s cocoon once it exploded in the fire. But with the volume of the disgusting stuff that was here on the floor, this was no cat cocoon. It was probably something bigger; the owner perhaps.

He quickly exited, running up to Drew as he pulled the hose form the gas tank. “There’s a cocoon in the attic,” Dan said. “Probably a big one.”

“Did you go up there?” Drew asked.

“No. But there’s a giant puddle of goo on the living room floor, and the whole place smells like ass.”

“It probably smelled like ass before,” Drew said. “So what do we do? Burn it down?”

Dan looked back at the house. It was probably a good idea. Whoever lived here was unlikely to have anything of value. He was obviously dirt poor, and a hermit. But, he could have something. “Maybe if we’re quiet, we can scope it out for a minute.”

“Quiet?” Drew laughed. “You blasted a hole in the door jamb.”

Dan nodded. “True,” he said. “But let’s both go in and look real quick.”

Drew threw the pump back into the truck and grabbed his shotgun. They quietly returned to the house, looking out for asshole cats, and stepped inside.

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