Amplified (Reign of Blood #3) by Purdy Alexia

Author:Purdy, Alexia [Purdy, Alexia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Lyrical Lit. Publishing
Published: 2014-03-25T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Battle Scars

Nothing was going to get in my way. I was ready for anything. I slammed my way toward the cell blocked infirmary where Rick had kept Randy since injecting him with the antidote a few days before. There was no one there, never was. I’d visited Randy for the past two days, watching his continuing transformation in fascination. Where skin had been ripped open now lay new skin, taut and healing. His face had been left mostly intact as a feral, which was fortunate since I’d seen a ton of ferals without faces or with a good chunk torn off.

It had taken him almost a full day to begin to speak. He’d started with short wails, grunts and unintelligible noises that had me shaking my head that I didn’t understand. His vocal cords had to heal, and they took forever to do so. Once he could pronounce simple words, much like a toddler learning to speak, he could finally whisper simple sentences to me.

“Helen?” His voice was hoarse.

I’d shake my head, looking away. It hurt too much.

He’d met me with silence, settling back on the cot in the cell he’d been moved to once he’d been deemed safe enough to remove from the padded observation room. His wrists were still healing from the handcuffs digging into the skin, leaving the skin purple and yellow but regenerating where the top layer had been rubbed off.

We’d had no further discussion about my mother. She’d left an abyss of emptiness in us both. Instead, as his words came easier, we’d spoken about the world outside. He told me his memory wasn’t good from the time he’d been lost in the fog. He described it like floating in a nightmare, where nothing made sense and noises bounced off the walls and echoed in his head. He knew it was a possibility that he’d killed people in his feral state. He took it pretty well, considering. I knew he’d been in prison for something before the outbreak, but I’d never asked him about it. Maybe it’d been for murder. It wasn’t as if anyone was innocent anymore. These days, that was a luxury only little children possessed.

“So what now?” he asked. His hair had grown thicker, and his eyes were now their normal blue color. Still, he wasn’t unscathed by the virus. He’d be left with scars from quarrels with other ferals and possibly victims. His body was peppered with slashes, bite marks and nail scratches. I guess we all wore our scars differently.

“I guess we’ll see. I have to get out of here. I need that antidote and need to figure out how to give it to the population. Or find someone who can distribute it more effectively than in a shot.”

“That’s not your job, April.”

“I know.”

“So why do you want to do that?”

He’d frustrated me in our talks. I’d sat back in the creaky folding chair outside the bars of his cell. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s a purpose that I’m here for.

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