Clickers II: The Next Wave by Gonzalez J. F. & Brian Keene

Author:Gonzalez, J. F. & Brian Keene [Gonzalez, J. F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Deadite Press
Published: 2011-03-31T04:00:00+00:00

Rick shoved his way through the door with Tim behind him, and then they were inside the house.

In the dark.

Rick felt Tim behind him, panting as he closed the door behind them. “Hurricane’s probably almost here. Baltimore ain’t too far away, so we’re still gonna get it pretty bad. We should probably head upstairs. River’s maybe a mile or so away, and if there’s a surge who knows how high the water will get.”

“Yeah,” Rick said. His throat was dry.

“Come on.” Rick felt the barrel of the gun at his back, urging him forward. Rick took a step. He couldn’t see shit, but his vision was slowly adjusting to the darkness. The drapes over the windows were drawn back, and what little light that came in from outside made the interior less dark. Rick could barely make out a staircase in front of them. “Upstairs,” Tim said. “Let’s go.”

They made their way slowly up the stairs. Tim held onto Rick’s arm. The Asian man was clearly in pain, but he was managing it well. Rick was trying not to be too scared; being close to the river was hard, and knowing the Clickers were out there was absolutely terrifying. Somehow, he was riding this out well. “You’ve stayed here before?” Rick asked.

“Yeah,” Tim said.

“Upstairs?”

“Uh huh.”

They reached the second floor landing. “Down this hall,” Tim said, steering Rick left.

Rick started heading down the hall, feeling his way through the darkness. The house was obviously well-taken care of. Rick moved down the hall slowly, making sure Tim was being guided towards his destination and paying heed to the barrel of that gun on his back. “Maybe once we get you in a room I’ll look around for a flashlight, see how bad you’re hurt.”

“Here,” Tim said, pulling on Rick’s arm. “Stop.”

Rick stopped. He heard Tim’s palm tap on what sounded like a door, then felt movement and cooler air. The door to a room had just opened. “This way,” Tim said. He steered Rick toward the dark room and urged him forward.

Rick’s heart began to trip-hammer in his chest. “Listen man, I don’t think I should—”

“Just shut up and get inside!” Tim was right behind him, practically pressed against him. Rick could feel the man’s breath on his ear.

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