Among the Dead [Part Two] Fear No Evil by Ryan Colley

Author:Ryan Colley [Colley, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 30

Awake. Awake at first light.

“Ugh,” I groaned as I rolled myself out of bed. What was the time? I looked around groggily, seeking the small clock on the wall. 4:53 a.m.?! I’d forgotten that anything before 7:00 a.m. even existed.

I stood up, joints popping. It felt amazing. Without the civilised world to direct my life, I woke up when nature dictated. I splashed water on my face to take the grogginess away. Normally I couldn’t start my day without a shower, but there was no point that morning. I would do that when we returned from land after my double dip in the sea. I hated salty water.

I grabbed a bowl of some leftovers, and while walking out onto the deck, eating the cold mess, I noticed three things. Land was close. Cold temperature. The engine wasn’t running. Had we arrived?

I sucked in a breath. The air was crisp and had a wintery feel to it. Getting into the water would be like a punch to my nervous system.

“Goddammit,” I muttered.

“Language, Sam,” someone laughed. I spun around and looked up, seeing Gary leaving the wheelhouse.

“Didn’t see you there,” I laughed, not sure who else it could’ve been. I gestured to the ocean. “Great day for a swim isn’t it.”

“Perfect if you have ice in your veins,” Gary agreed with the same disgust I felt. “Been up long?”

“Not really,” I shrugged. “You?”

“About an hour,” Gary descended the ladder. “Had to prep the boat for our arrival.”

He gestured towards the nearby land.

“That’s it then, is it?” I asked, unimpressed. It wasn’t what I was expecting. A few odd buildings. A few other boats on land, and cars dotted about. It was like a more lived-in version of the boatyard we’d come from. That also meant there could be undead anywhere.

“Yup,” Gary nodded. “The fuel should be in one of those buildings. It would’ve been sold to boaters and whatnot. They’ll have fuel canisters, like a jerry can, in there, too. We can fill those and get them back to the boat.

“And if there isn’t?” I asked, the cold air bringing out my natural pessimism.

“We can syphon it out of the other boats. Don’t worry, Sam, it’ll be fine,” Gary smiled and patted my shoulder. “Guess I better wake Tracey. Get ready for our little swim.”

“Great,” I sighed as Gary went inside, staring angrily at the ocean as though it had personally offended me and my bloodline.

I finished my food and returned to my temporary room. My own preparation consisted of plastic wrapping my phone and Thundy, as well as pocketing Harrington’s bullet. They were my only true belongings, so I certainly wasn’t leaving them behind. I tucked them into my boiler suit pockets, where they were comfortably at home.

Gary returned, pointing the shotgun casually at me.

“Muzzle sweep!” I called, panicking and ducking. He realised his mistake and lifted it so that the killing end was pointing at the ceiling.

“Sorry about that,” his eyes bulged. “Should I bring it with us?”

“Yeah, of course,” I nodded.

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