Dream Chaser (Bailey Spade Book 3) by Dima Zales & Anna Zaires

Author:Dima Zales & Anna Zaires [Zales, Dima & Zaires, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mozaika Publications
Published: 2021-02-22T18:30:00+00:00

At breakfast, Dylan tells us she saw Maxwell in her dreams again, and he informed her that the work on the cure continues. He also said he dreamwalked in his contacts on all the collaborating Otherlands, and the news he got there is mixed. The deadly Icelus virus hasn’t shown up anywhere, which is good, but the Overtaken threat is spreading exponentially everywhere, which is not so good.

“That tells me the Icelus cell we’re after is the driving force behind the spread of the plague.” Valerian gesticulates with a breakfast sausage made out of a local creature. “We stop them, we stop it.”

“And then we’ll ‘only’ have to deal with legions of the Overtaken,” Itzel says.

We all ponder Itzel’s point for the rest of breakfast, but no one comes up with anything good enough to share with the group.

The rest of the day is identical to the one prior; we ride through the countryside and witness ever more ingenious uses for a zombie labor force. By the next day, the roads become better, and in the afternoon, we see a city that sprawls from horizon to horizon in the distance.

Nulen says something.

“That’s Necropolis,” Dylan translates. “Our destination.”

The city looks more curious the closer we get. There are flying creatures crisscrossing the skies, tall trees that have somehow been made part of the skyline, and skyscraper-high gothic-looking buildings.

Soon, though, the city isn’t what draws everyone’s attention. What we’re gaping at is the truly mind-boggling number of zombies in our way.

Not thousands but millions, they surround Necropolis like an impenetrable wall. Their faces are covered by the same masks as Nulen’s zombies, but these specimens were clearly taller and beefier people when they were alive.

“Cream of the undead crop,” Ariel says, awestruck.

“The best of the zombie best.” Felix’s tone echoes hers.

Everyone else stays mute.

When we approach the zombie wall, the dead clear a path for us and close ranks behind us once we get through.

“Even less chance of going back now,” Fabian mutters.

“Great,” Itzel says in that grumbly manner she’s adopted for most situations on Necronia. “We’re even more screwed than before.”

Further debate is drowned out by a horrible screeching sound as the gates of Necropolis are drawn apart by thousands of zombie arms.

Inside the city, we see that we’re not the only ones using zombies for transport; a lot of Necropolis residents seem to be doing the same. Some ride piggy-back on zombies, like overgrown children, while others sit inside a single-person palanquin or hammock.

What’s different in this city is that there don’t seem to be any humans in sight—only leather-clad necros.

When I ask Dylan, she confers with Nulen and confirms my supposition.

Necropolis is a necromancer-only city.

We ride through the streets until we reach a gloomy-looking building. A zombie opens a door for us as Nulen says something to Dylan.

“He’s asking us to wait here,” Dylan translates. “He’ll go to explain the situation to the Parliament.”

Felix clears his throat. “Does he look purplish red to anyone else?”

We all stare at the necromancer with varying degrees of concern.

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