Zombie Fallout 5 by Mark Tufo

Author:Mark Tufo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire, horror, zombie, undead, zombie fallout
Publisher: Mark Tufo

Chapter Thirteen – Paul

Paul had found two emergency candles in a kitchen drawer next to the oven. The drawer was too close to the heat source as they had semi melted out of shape. Paul had to cut the bottoms off to enable the misshapen candles the ability to stand on their own. Even then, he had to let some wax drip onto the tabletop to make them stick.

Paul decided that he did not have eight hours left like the wrapper on the candle bragged about, and he lit both of them. The small room was almost entirely lit up. Paul popped one more pain killer. The wound in his foot was completely forgotten as he gazed deeply into the fire of the two light sources. He was certain he had discovered the meaning of life in those flames. It was a pity he did not have a notepad to write down his findings.

“I wonder what it will feel like?” Paul had turned around and was having a conversation with his cast shadow.

“I bet it hurts,” he said, as his shadow mate nodded in agreement or it could have been the flicker of the flame.

Paul was mesmerized as his dark companion picked up a gun and held it to its own head.

“I know that’s what I have to do,” Paul said as he scratched behind his ear with the long-necked lighter he had used to light the candles. “But I’m afraid.” The shadow man put down the gun at the same time Paul’s itch was sated.

“I’m not really religious, but I’ve always heard that suicide is instant damnation. Would God make an exception, you think?”

The shadow shrugged its shoulders in indecision just as Paul shivered.

“You sure don’t talk much,” Paul said, turning back towards the light.

“I should leave Erin a note. Yeah, and how am I going to get it to her? Well, that’s not really the point, is it?”

“Man, I am messed up. I would swear there were two candles on that table.” Paul snorted as he realized there were. “My mouth is so dry, I sure could go for a beer.” Paul took a swig of the diet Sprite and almost threw it up when he realized it wasn’t the beer he had been hoping for.

“Hey that’s pretty good,” he decided.

“Mike, I could sure use your help right about now!”

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