Zpoc Exception Series (Book 1): Re-Civilize (Chad) by Besser Rebecca

Author:Besser, Rebecca [Besser, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Besser Books
Published: 2016-11-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Clay had to mow down a couple zombies to get out of the suburban housing development. One of them was Mrs. Piscatelli. I pointed her out to Clay. He laughed hysterically for a moment, which I think relieved his guilt of hitting zombies with the van, zombies that had once been people.

There weren’t as many vehicles abandoned on the highway as I’d thought there would be. I think that was a misconception I’d had because of movies I’d seen. I figured it was a common visual in movies because of the dramatic effect. But I’m not sure if they wanted people to feel trapped and unable to travel or if they wanted to express in some way the futility of the situation and how many people had been lost. I guess I would never know since it wasn’t likely I would ever meet anyone who directed zombie movies, at least that weren’t future documentaries.

Once we were on the open highway, I looked back at Elaine and Tob. She was lying on her back, stretched the length of the back seat with Tob lying on her chest; they were both sleeping.

Tob had attacked the snack I’d picked out for him. I don’t know if it was because they were things he normally ate and enjoyed or if it was just his extreme hunger. I’d set out a few of the juice boxes I’d found in his house and a couple more of the cereal bars. I wanted to feed him more, but I didn’t want to make him sick. My main goal was to get liquids into him, and that’s why I’d given him four of the juice boxes. He drank two down and started a third. Two of the three cereal bars were consumed as well. I don’t know how much he ate or how much Elaine ate while trying to convince him to eat more. Either way, we were doing the best we could to get him nourished and feeling better. I once again hoped Washington Center was safe…and that it had some kind of medical help; the little guy needed it far more than the rest of us.

“There’s someone coming up behind us,” Clay said, sounding nervous.

I looked past Elaine and out the back window. There was a red pickup behind us and it was advancing fast. My stomach tightened with tension. I didn’t know if they were following us with the intent to do us harm or if they were simply going in the same direction.

“Don’t panic,” I said, and watched the truck. “Unless they make some kind of weird move or something, we don’t know they’re after us or anything. They could just be going to Washington Center too.”

Clay nodded, but kept glancing at his side mirror and then the rearview mirror.

I could tell he was even more nervous than I was.

“Keep your eyes open for exits or ways we can get off the highway quick if we need to,” I advised, trying to give Clay something to focus on that he could control.

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