Dext of the Dead (Book 3): We Are The Entombed by Kuhn Steve

Author:Kuhn, Steve [Kuhn, Steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombies
Publisher: Books of the Dead Press
Published: 2014-06-05T04:00:00+00:00

Entry 102

Cutty’s a mess. We all are, really. I can’t find a way to curb his rage, and I don’t have any desire to step in on him at the moment. He’s been in the apartment for about a half hour now, and all we could hear at first was him throwing shit around and breaking glass. Finding what was left of the body, and it wasn’t much, affects us all very deeply, but no one more than Cutty.

First of all, the apartment complex was far from clear. I can only assume that Cotton was telling the truth about them using it as an outpost and all that, because he’d never had reason to lie about anything. Frankly, why would he lie about that after setting us up so well before we left? They must not have been there for a while, though, because the place was crawling with bernies.

Our approach was exciting in that we expected the complex—Actually, let me back up. It was not really even a ‘complex.’ It was a little, two-level building that looked more like a crappy, roadside motel, complete with green Astroturf and copious amounts of aluminum siding. It was a shit hole, straight up.

Anyway, we were amped because it was so easy to find. It was no surprise that no one wanted to go searching around side streets and shit, especially with D-Prime. Last time we blindly turned down one of those, it turned into a fucking mess. Remember the backup alarm? That sucked so hard.

Murphy drifted D-Prime right up to it in neutral to keep us as quiet as possible while JC surveyed the layout. It was a good effort, but it wouldn’t have mattered.

JC’s jaw dropped, and he murmured, “Fuck.”

Murphy stopped the truck, and the air brakes gave out a loud hisssss. No less than thirty or forty of them, scattered all over the inside of this flimsy, little picket fence that surrounded the building, stopped in their tracks, raised their heads, and looked directly at us.

It began.

Murphy sprang out of the cab with Fart on his heels and jetted to the back of the trailer, where he whipped open the doors and snapped at Rebecca, “Trouble. You comin’ or what?”

I couldn’t hear her response.

Cutty shouted back to Murphy, “Yo! Lock up Lilly!”

JC interjected over his shoulder, “Someone needs to stay with her!” as he took his first shot, exploding the dome of what was once a middle-aged woman. Her decayed head must’ve been soft because even the high-powered round from his bear, which would normally pass through and leave a gaping exit wound, blew the whole thing to shreds, spraying hair and all manner of funk into the air around her.

Cutty shouted back, “No choice, man! We gon’ need e’rybody on dis one! She locked in the traila, though. She be a’ight!”

One of the bernies had already breached the fence, but Cutty stepped up and slashed with his left blade, taking out its leg at the knee. He took another swipe with his right and split its head cleanly in half before the creature hit the ground.

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