Dying Days by Armand Rosamilia

Author:Armand Rosamilia [Rosamilia, Armand]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-11-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Heading Out To The Highway

The Jaguar XJ didn't miss a beat as Darlene cut the wheel back and forth, avoiding abandoned cars and rubble on I-95. She refrained from putting a CD in and blasting music while she drove.

She glanced up but there were no clouds in the sky, just a perfect clear day. It was still cold but as she continued south the snow had turned to rain and than cleared up.

Her immediate plan was to head north and back home but everything in that direction was aflame, and with snow falling at an alarming rate she decided to move in the opposite direction.

The Jaguar had Maryland plates but she was already crossing into Georgia. Getting gasoline was the toughest part, since she had to siphon from other cars.

The backseat was filled with boxes of miscellaneous food she'd pilfered from a few stores on her journey, and a score of fifty twenty-ounce water bottles.

Darlene hoped there were survivors in Florida, which she figured would be her eventual final destination. "There has to be communities that pushed back the undead and rebuilt, right?" she whispered.

A pileup ahead slowed her down, and she zigzagged in and out of cars, but she kept it moving. That was a good thing, because she cut around a torched van and suddenly there were six zombies on either side of her. Her initial reaction was to take her foot off the gas.

She floored it but did it so suddenly that the back tires spun on the pavement and she didn't move. A zombie reached into the open window and gripped her arm.

The car lurched but Darlene didn't have her hands on the wheel when it took off. She punched ineffectively with her left hand at the zombie, keeping the teeth away from her.

The Jaguar slammed into a tree on the side of the road at around twenty miles an hour, jarring Darlene and tossing the zombie.

"Motherfucker," she screamed, tasting blood in her mouth where she'd bitten her tongue. She exited the car and pulled her Desert Eagle.

The zombie was scrambling to get back on its feet but Darlene put it down for good with a headshot.

With renewed calm she walked back to the pileup and shot each zombie in the head in turn. Satisfied that there were no more in the immediate area, she went in search of a new car and bullets.

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