Deliverance of the Damned by Jean Marie Bauhaus

Author:Jean Marie Bauhaus
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Horror | Zombies | Vampires
Publisher: Daydreamer Publishing
Published: 2019-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

GROUP THERAPY MEETINGS had been a regular thing at the prison, but as Chris understood it, the practice got suspended after shamblers got in and decimated the human population. The survivors apparently didn’t think sitting around talking about what happened could get them over that kind of trauma.

It was Hannah who suggested reinstating it—not for therapy so much as a convenient excuse to get everybody in one place without drawing suspicion. She sat beside him in the front row, bouncing the baby in her lap. Chris’s mom sat on his other side, with Captain Burell next to her on the end.

Burell’s transformation had gone smoothly, though it took a few tries. Whether he was immune to a shambler bite wasn’t something they’d tested yet, but he possessed the strength and the speed, and the vampire eyes when he didn’t put his contacts in.

Chris was glad. Having one more of his kind made him feel slightly less alone. And soon, if things went as planned, there would be more.

Others continued to make their way into their room and find places to sit—their people, mostly. The survivors who’d been there prior kept mainly to themselves. He noticed a few of them sitting near the back, though, and it made him uneasy. They could trust their own community. These other people were strangers, and who knew where their loyalties lay, which of them might have some kind of Stockholm syndrome where the vampires were concerned.

Chris looked around at the large room. White concrete walls surrounded rows of folding chairs and a cheap podium up front. Behind the podium, a roll-up screen hung from the ceiling, its pull cord dangling in front of the wall. He figured the inmates must have watched movies in here back when this place served as an actual prison—the kind keeping the monsters in instead of out. Did those inmates hold their own group therapy sessions in this room? What kind of awful confessions had bounced off these walls?

The doc came in and made his way to the podium. Several rows back, people gasped and whispered. Someone said, “It’s Dr. Creepy!” and Chris couldn’t help turning an irritated look on them. When he did, he heard more gasps as heads turned toward the door. He followed their gazes and saw Celine standing in the doorway.

What was she doing there?

Hannah told him it was common practice for a vampire to sit in on the group sessions, to ensure that the humans weren’t plotting against them. Celine was supposed to assign one of her people to sit in on this one. He never expected that she would come herself.

The vampire stood with hands on hips, scanning the room. She’d dressed like an actual person in a skirt and jacket, not like some kind of SWAT team member like all the other vamps Chris had seen. She looked nice. Like her new job agreed with her.

Her gaze found his, and she raised her eyebrows. He realized he was staring and jerked his head to the front.

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