Infection Z 3 by Ryan Casey

Author:Ryan Casey [Casey, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Higher Bank Books
Published: 2015-06-23T04:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

When Hayden and Holly rushed inside the partly-open garage door, Sarah still hadn’t moved a muscle.

They climbed underneath the doorway. Into the darkness, into the dust. Knew it was risky. Knew there was every chance a group of zombies would be waiting inside, just waiting to tear them apart.

But anywhere was better than outside.

Outside with the approaching infected.

Outside, with certain death following their every step.

“You got it?” Hayden asked.

Holly pulled the handle of the garage door. Tensed. Pressed all her weight against it.

“I’ll give you a—”

Hayden didn’t need to help Holly out.

The garage door slammed shut.

Darkness filled the garage.

There was complete silence for a few moments. Nothing but the rattling echo of the garage door. Of the heavy breathing of Holly. Listening for a groan. A gasp. A sign of life—or death—inside this garage.

Something they could do without right now.

Something they could do without forever.

“How is she?” Holly asked.

Hayden leaned over Sarah, squinting and trying to get a better view in the darkness. The tiniest of openings in the metal garage door gave him the slightest bit of visibility, but it wasn’t great. “Could do with some night-vision goggles.”

“I’ll let you know if I find any lying about.”

“Good luck with that.”

He pressed his hand against Sarah’s chest and prepared for the worst. She was still. She was silent. She had been silent for so, so long.

But he had to hope. He had to hope she’d pull through.

He wasn’t going to give up on her.

He’d almost given up on her and he hadn’t liked the feeling it gave him then. The intense guilt. The self-loathing.

No. He was going to fight. He was going to fight for her with everything he had.

Because that’s what he was now: a fighter.

Not a self-defender, but a fighter.

And he’d do everything he could to make sure those around him didn’t fall.

“Feel a pulse?” Holly asked, her voice making Hayden jump.

Hayden waited. Held his shaky hands against her chest. Then moved his fingers to her wrist. Looked for a sign. Always had been shitty at first aid, that kinda thing. Hadn’t really needed it in his life at all in truth. Not something that had ever come in handy.

Could’ve done with some advanced knowledge right now.

Or even some basic knowledge would’ve been nice.

He moved his fingers around Sarah’s soft wrist. Her skin felt … different. Like the difference between a stuffed animal and a real animal. Nothing radically different in appearance, sure. But just a feeling. A feeling that something was wrong. A sense that something was amiss; something was off.

Sarah felt like the stuffed animal right now.

“I … I can’t—”

“Did you hear that?”

Hayden hadn’t. He hadn’t heard a thing. “What?”

Holly was quiet.

“Holly? What—”

“Ssh.”

“What did—”

And then Hayden heard it.

The clattering.

The footsteps.

“I think there’s someone in here with us,” Holly said.

Hayden listened. Listened some more. Nothing but silence now. No clattering. No footsteps.

“You want to check it out?” Holly asked.

Hayden thought about saying yes. Thought about responding. Telling Holly to stay here with Sarah.

But he’d made a vow.

Made a vow to himself never to let anyone go.

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