Zombie Paradise Lost_Still Alive Book Six by Javan Bonds

Author:Javan Bonds [Bonds, Javan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: If I Only Had A Monkey Publishing
Published: 2019-04-30T22:00:00+00:00

Neal explained later what happened while I was off pondering the answer to life, the universe, and everything.

“With another dead zombie having just loosened its bowels on me, I attempted to brush myself off as I stood. Amy made her way over and yanked the sai from the thing’s bleeding mouth. Mumbled profanities were all she offered to the recently departed as she sauntered over to where you and Devin were standing.

Walking over to the closest survivor, Old Man Hughes, I put my hands on his shoulders and spoke loudly. As usual, it seemed he wasn’t all there. ‘Are you okay, sir? What do you need?’

Tim, the teenager, sat a little further away and spoke calmly. ‘He’s infected.’

Looking up at the kid, I was about to ask a question when Old Man Hughes frantically reached up and somehow grabbed the pistol from my holster. Placing the muzzle at his chin, he squeezed the trigger. In a single instant, his face caved in and seemed to invert itself, with the chin as a base. After that horrific image, the mush that made up the geriatric cranium rocketed in every direction. The wall, ceiling, chair, and of course myself were all drenched in bloody goop. Even though his heart was still probably beating, there was no way we could do anything for him, he was clearly brain-dead.

A question mark appeared on my face, as I stared at the body. ‘Why?’

Tim answered for him. ‘I guess Old Man Hughes was just making sure there was no way he would see tomorrow. He licked up some infected blood a few minutes ago and he must’ve been making sure he was dead when he saw your pistol.’

That was kind of sad. Old Man Hughes seriously wanted to die, I suppose. Never having spent much time around him, this was news to me. Had he been suicidal before? Infecting himself must have been plan A, taking my pistol must have just been a spur of the moment idea; a plan B. I guess I’d rather shoot myself then wait to become a cannibal. But shit, I wouldn’t make such a fucking mess! I guess even if I did, who cares? It's not like I’d be cleaning it!

Out of nowhere, the boy moaned loudly, ‘I’m infected too!’

Though we had been around each other since I came to the mall, we had never grown close. However, I was still empathetic. How could you not feel a pang for someone that knew they only had a few hours left on this earth? There was no comforting him. Telling him it might be okay would just be a lie.

Hanging my head, I walked to the boy. No clue how to handle it, I knelt down to face the doomed teenager. ‘So what do you want to do?’

Thank God he didn’t shout, ‘watch this!’ and put the barrel of the pump action in his own mouth. That would have sent me over the edge. Tim sighed and fell back in his chair.

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