Infamy: A Zombie Novel by Detrick Bobby

Author:Detrick, Bobby [Detrick, Bobby]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Multiplex Gaming LLC
Published: 2014-05-22T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Undead Nightmare

As Caesar munches on tasty a microwave burrito, I wrap a diaper into an inedible stuffed dish from a pile of shit that squirted out Ella’s ass. Nom nom.

I’m a terrible father figure. I know this.

The soda machine, shelving combo has worked out remarkably well as a barrier, holding out a herd of undead, who smash their decomposing faces against the glass and our makeshift wall as if even poopy-ass Ella is a rock star.

“You’re the next Lady Gaga,” I say.

Caesar walks up as I toss the diaper and grab a day-old donut from one of the food boxes. I can’t tell if he wants to kill us or is jealous I’ve just taught Ella how to do a high five.

“About how far do you think we are from El Cortez?” he asks.

“Not too sure. It’s pretty foggy out there still. If we’re lucky then we might get close enough to reach it today.”

“We’ll depart as soon as the fog lifts. Make sure that baby is no longer a nuisance.”

Like I can control her laughing or shitting. “You just keep your pistol in your pants.”

Caesar’s eyes narrow.

Oh fuck.

A huge smile stretches across his face.

This is fucking it.

He laughs and slaps me on the shoulder. “This is what I like about you, cabron. Nothing holds you back. Just get us the fuck out of here soon.”

Caesar walks over to the restroom as I bring another stale donut to the register counter. I put Ella in an empty box by a display of Monster energy drinks. Somehow the word MONSTER seems fitting. This kid would be nuts with a gun.

While scanning the room I notice a laptop on one of the shelves. It comes to mind that the Internet could still be working. What would the web have to say about sunny San Diego? Could there even be WiFi in this shithole of a store?

The computer boots and doesn’t ask for a password (thank God) and instantly goes to the desktop. Amazingly I’m able to access the Internet and get everything from YouTube to Yahoo!.

On every news site is some expert talking head, a zombie analyst who has watched a movie, been an undead extra or wrote a graphic novel about a zombie apocalypse. None of them have any concrete answers, just conflicting theories. Zombies can think. Zombies can’t think. Zombies can be cured. Zombies can’t be cured. Zombies can be turned into slaves. Zombies will decay in the rain. They will run out of food. They will turn vegetarian and live forever. They can love. They can hate. San Diego will be rescued. It won’t be rescued. It will be Escape From San Diego, a take-off from the old cheesy movie franchise. We need to be nuked. We need to be cleansed. An antidote can be made from frog cells, from chicken cells, from dog cells, from survivor cells, from orchids, cheeseburgers, clouds, from zombie cells . . . It’s all bullshit because none of these jackasses have even been around the real thing like I have.

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