Z Fever by Jay Mouton

Author:Jay Mouton [Mouton, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombies
Published: 2017-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

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Mr. Stuart. The dead, Mr. Stuart. The monster, Mr. Stuart had become, had made a couple more, less than enthusiastic, attempts to breech the solid glass of the door of Altman’s Grocery store, and failed.

The three Westside Elementary students sat in a circle, on the hard, tiled floor of Altman’s Grocery, and shared a mid-day picnic that they had not at all planned, but one they were thankful for.

The children stuffed their faces full of chips, rapidly chewed, and took swigs of juice to wash it all down; the meager fare fulfilled its purpose, and soon they were all full.

Gavin, had he possessed the vocabulary to express it, would have said that the entire morning had been an absurdly surreal nightmare. Little more than the cuts and bruises he, Ariel, and Justine had acquired, as the day continued to transpire, seemed real; well, he thought, that and their bellies now being full. Everything else that had occurred seemed like something right out of a scary movie to the boy. As he was finishing up his OJ, he tried to imagine that the pile of body parts just around the corner, down the store length of the aisle they were sitting next to, wasn’t even there. The bloody imprints smeared all over the glass of Altman’s front door probably wasn’t even there. He tried to imagine, but it wasn’t really working.

He swallowed down the last of his orange juice, and remembered that he was responsible for all of them. And he reminded himself that he wasn’t dreaming; the world outside of Altman’s Grocery was, indeed, a real nightmare come to life and thrust upon them with the help of real life dead people that seemed to be more than walking the earth.

Gavin thought, again, of the television series he’d managed to sneak some time watching, The Walking Dead.

He knew what a zombie was, thanks to Granddaddy Kingsley’s penchant for falling asleep as the television glowed from the corner of his living room cutting through the darkness they would share.

Zombies, Gavin!

The voice jumped back into his head, reminding him of what he was, almost, positive about.

As if she’d been sneaking a peek of her own inside of Gavin’s head, Justine broke the silence between the circle the three of them had formed. Point blank, she asked the question that had been at the forefront of her mind since they were escaping from the school grounds, in their bus, earlier that morning.

“Do you think Mr. Stuart is a zombie, Gavin?” the little red-headed girl whispered, leaning into his right ear, so Ariel wouldn’t hear.

Gavin, looked right into the girl’s pale, blue eyes; she really was pretty, he thought, and then immediately pushed that thought out of his head.

The boy, in turn, leaned into her and whispered back, “do you think Mr. Stuart is a zombie?”

As if on cue, and they were all actors in some campy horror movie, Ariel chirped in, “I know what a zonbee is, Gavin.”

“Zombie,” he corrected his little sister.

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