Battle the Darkness: A Post Apocalyptic EMP Survival Thriller (Survive the Darkness Book 8) by Ryan Casey

Author:Ryan Casey [Casey, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Higher Bank Books
Published: 2022-03-24T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Aoife opened her eyes.

She didn’t even realise she’d closed them. Last thing she remembered, she’d fallen down face first in the muddy farmyard. Certainly didn’t feel like she was in a muddy farmyard anymore. Where the fuck was she?

She looked around. It was still dark. But there was a candle flickering somewhere over to her left. On a windowsill.

Outside, she saw nothing but darkness and heard the rain lashing down.

A sudden urgency filled her body. Billy. She was searching for Billy. Following his footprints in the mud. And then she’d fallen sick again. Collapsed to the ground. And then…

Fuck. She’d fucking passed out again, hadn’t she? Honestly, it was getting beyond a joke at this stage. Becoming a frigging cliché.

Note to self: don’t fucking pass out again. It’s not a good look, and it’s basically getting embarrassing at this point.

She looked around the room she was in. ’Cause she sure as shit wasn’t outside anymore. It felt warm in here. It felt… nice. Comfortable. Was that a bed she was lying on? Fuck, it was the softest mattress she’d come across since she was at Sanctuary, probably.

She lay there. Squinted around in the darkness. Couldn’t see a thing. Only that she was in some kind of bedroom, obviously. Kind of went without saying.

She went to sit up, fully expecting to be cuffed down by some lunatic psycho.

But she was free.

Her ankles were free.

Her wrists were free.

She was okay.

She went to climb off the side of the bed when suddenly a pain hit her.

A jarring pain. Harder than anything she’d ever felt. It was sort of in her right arm. Only… she wasn’t sure. It felt distant, somehow. It felt like it was coming from a weird space beyond her arm. Impossible to describe.

But it was agony.

She wanted to look at her arm. Wanted to see. Maybe she’d hurt it in the fall.

But it was just too dark.

She collapsed back onto the bed because she felt dizzy.

That’s when she heard footsteps.

Her chest tightened. She tensed up all over. Someone was coming. Someone was coming, and they were going to come in here and…

Shit.

What if it was the man?

What if it was the man who’d taken Billy?

She looked around the room, around the darkness, head spinning, feeling exhausted, and tried to find something she could use to defend or protect herself with.

But it was already too late.

The door creaked open.

A woman stood there. Holding a candlelit torch, which illuminated her face. She was old. Hunched over. Smirking away. She looked well-fed. Very well-fed. Alarmingly so. Kind of looked like one of those creepy old women you see in horror movies. That smile was more sinister than it was reassuring.

“Hello, dear. Lovely to see you awake. You must be thirsty.”

She walked towards Aoife—crept across the bedroom floor, barely making a sound.

Aoife shook her aching head. “More… more confused.”

“You’re bound to be confused,” the woman said. “You’ve been through an awful lot in an awfully short space of time. But don’t you worry. You’re in safe hands.

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