Zombie Ascension (Book 1): Necropolis Now by Bilof Vincenzo

Author:Bilof, Vincenzo [Bilof, Vincenzo]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2015-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

JEROME

Jerome knew he was alive, but he didn't understand how.

Or why.

Desmond was dead. Those bastards had devoured him, bringing him to his knees upon the concrete with their mouths embedded in his flesh. While trying to save the others, he couldn't save himself.

Jerome's left eye burned from the bone fragment that struck him. He sat against a wall inside the church and brought his knees close to his chest. An unintelligible argument broke out amongst the refugees.

He didn't care what their problems were. He didn't care about anything.

Jim and Mina stood near one of the church aisles and listened intently to the battle that raged between Vincent and Rhonda.

Rhonda waved her shotgun around, the front of her blouse clinging to her sweaty skin. "We could have gone back out there! That man is dead because of us!"

Vincent pointed his gun at her head. He held the weapon sideways, and when he spoke, his platinum-coated teeth flashed in the church's lights. "Bitch, I'm about to send your stupid ass back out there with them motherfuckers."

He could hear the ghouls pounding on the heavy church doors. The battle for supremacy of the streets was already over. There was no more gunfire, no more screams—there was only the dead, and they were hungry.

Vincent stomped around the church doors. Jerome was surprised he was so unglued, considering he had the reputation of a cold, ruthless killer and a shrewd businessman. The corn rolls on his head and tattoos on his exposed, slender arms were part of his signature look, but the ranting and the threatening were signal enough that his composure was completely lost.

"You see that?" Vincent shouted. "That nigga's dead! They ate him! You know what they are? We need to bring some heat and go to war!"

"Sit down," Rhonda said. "Just sit down and shut up for a little while. We need…" she looked down at the ground, rendered speechless by the horror she relived in her recent memory.

Vincent paced back and forth while mumbling to himself.

A number of corpses were lying in the pews, their brains blasted out of their heads when Vincent and Rhonda attacked the church. Derek was in the back near the altar, huddling in the shadows with Shanna holding him tightly.

"We're here," Derek began, "so we need to figure this out…"

Vincent protested, "Ain't no way I'm sitting here just waiting to die…"

"We'll stay here!" Derek shouted over him. "We can't keep running. No matter how desperate we are, we'll run out of steam. We'll make bad decisions and we’ll get ourselves killed."

Mumbling to himself, Vincent sat dejectedly at the end of a pew with his elbows on his thighs, the gun dangling from his hand.

"The doors will hold," Jim announced.

Rhonda shook her head several times. "I don't know about you, but I've got one shell left."

"I'm dry," Jim confirmed that he was out of ammo for the M16. He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He seemed intent on watching the other survivors as if their discussion was a reality TV show scene.

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