Z-Risen (Book 5): Barriers by Long Timothy W

Author:Long, Timothy W. [Long, Timothy W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2017-04-18T04:00:00+00:00

Erik went out with Joel a few hours before noon to hunt, but they came back empty handed. They also didn't come back covered in gore like I had the day before. But he wore a grimace I'd seen too many times. Usually when I'd messed something up and he was considering driving his big Marine knife through my heart.

I had been minding my own business in the dining room, reading from some old entertainment magazines featuring scantily clad women. I had looked at these same magazines a hundred times, and they hadn't gotten any better.

Joel dumped the Remington 783 bolt action hunting rifle in the corner, and then glared at it for a few seconds like it was covered in lice or something.

"What happened, Timmy? No food in the well?" I asked.

"We had a beautiful elk in our sights, about a mile from here. Big and meaty. Would have fed us for days," Joel said.

"Got spooked," Erik said.

"Nah, man. I own it. I got greedy." Joel said. "My bad."

"Could have happened to anyone," Erik said. "Don't blame yourself. We went out as a team so it's a team fail."

"Fuck," Joel cursed.

"Oh shit! I saw that same son of a bitch yesterday, and he nearly got me killed," I interrupted.

“What happened?” Joel asked.

“I kinda got jumped by a rotter. He crashed out of the damn woods and caught me with my pants down,” I said.

“How many times, bro? Don’t go out there alone,” Joel said.

“You do it all the time,” I argued.

“That’s fair because I do,” Joel said. “I’ll follow my own advice from now on.”

“So your Moby Dick? What happened,” I said.

"I got distracted, thought something else was in the woods. I shifted my aim and hit a branch," Joel said. "Rookie mistake."

"Don't be so hard on yourself. It's easy to get spooked," Erik said.

Joel getting spooked? Erik didn't understand that ice ran through Joel's veins.

"Truth is, I was already thinking about ways to make elk. Ribs, steaks, some kind of pot roast. Goddamn. I might have drooling a little bit. Saw something out the corner of my eye and just wanted to look at it with the scope."

"How far were you from the elk?" I asked.

"So close it was pathetic. He just wandered into our line of sight maybe thirty, thirty-five feet away. Then I hit a branch and that son of a bitch bolted like someone lit his ass on fire. I didn't even get a shot off," Joel said.

"We'll go back in the morning. I bet that elk will be back. Give you a second chance," Erik said.

“Uh. Third chance between us,” I interjected.

"Damn, we suck," Joel said.

"We'll get Moby next time," I said.

Fresh cooked meat over a fire. Oh my god. I almost started drooling.

Joel grumped around for a few minutes, dug out some stale crackers from one of the pantries, and munched on them. I turned my attention back to an article about The Oscars from 2011. I wondered how many of these millionaire actors and actresses now wandered the Hollywood streets as zombies.

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