Dead Meat (Book 3): Dead Meat [Day 3] by Clausen Nick

Author:Clausen, Nick [Clausen, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Published: 2019-12-05T22:00:00+00:00

FIFTEEN

“What the heck is taking them so long?”

Lone is pacing back and forth across the kitchen as she keeps darting glances out the windows.

“Take a seat,” Finn mutters. “Or at least stop moving about. They’ll be here as soon as they can.”

He’s sitting on a chair in the kitchen, keeping an eye on the Arab, who’s lying on the couch in the living room. The injured hand is resting on his chest, wrapped in a fairly decent bandage which Finn was able to make thanks to the first aid kit still open on the coffee table. Next to it is a glass of water which Finn attempted—unsuccessfully—to get the guy to drink. He just thrusted his head back and forth and kept mumbling deliriously.

“At least he settled down now,” Lone says, an unmistakable tone of relief in her voice. “I guess that’s a good sign, right?”

“I would think so,” Finn says, emptying the third can of beer before getting to his feet.

“What are you doing?” Lone asks at once.

“I’m just going to check on him.” Finn walks into the living room. As soon as he gets close to the couch, he senses the smell of something sour. It could just be sweat, but it reminds him of fever.

He looks down at the Arab’s wet face and can tell right away that his condition has actually taken a turn for the worse. While it’s true he’s not thrashing about anymore, and has stopped muttering incoherently, his brown skin has taken on a greyish hue which Finn finds very alarming.

“God damnit,” he groans, kneeling down.

“Is something wrong?” Lone calls from the kitchen.

Finn ignores her and takes a closer look at the bandage. It’s dark red from dried up blood, but the skin right next to it has turned almost green.

Blood poisoning. But how the hell could it have come on so fast? Poor guy must have been infected before he cut himself on the glass.

Finn stares at the bandage and recalls the sight of the wounded hand. The stump where the fingers had been was bloody and all torn up. Not exactly an injury you would attribute to the clean cut of broken glass. In fact, the hand looked more like the guy had stuck it in a blender.

Maybe something bit him … maybe he got into a fight with a big dog.

If that’s the case, what’s happening to the guy could be rabies or something similarly aggressive. Finn puts his palm on the Arab’s forehead, feeling to his surprise how cold the skin is.

Huh! The fever must have broken.

Normally, Finn would take that as a good sign; however, in this case, he’s pretty sure it’s quite the opposite. The Arab’s body seems to be giving up the fight against whatever is attacking it. His breathing has turned short and shallow.

If they’re not here within minutes, he’ll go into cardiac arrest.

Finn closes his eyes and breathes heavily for a moment. What a day this has turned out to be. Not half an hour ago he was out in the garden trimming hedges, his only worry was the ache in his back.

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