Necrophobia #1 by Jack Hamlyn

Author:Jack Hamlyn [Hamlyn, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction, Horror, Fiction, General, Lang:en
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2012-03-22T10:48:01+00:00

CAR-15 Assault Rifle

Type: 5.56mm Full-Auto

Kill Range: 160 yards

Magazine: 30 rounds

THE INFECTED

In retrospect, I still had no idea what control Dick had over them. It made no sense regardless of which way I approached it. He was dead now and I supposed it didn’t really matter. Still, it nagged at me. Dick had been out of it. Way out. Yet, he had not been as out of it as we had thought. He had enough going on to remember the key codes for the doors leading to the different levels. And he had enough going on to shut down the generators and get the key for the front gates. Maybe he had never been as incapacitated as we thought. Maybe he’d just been delusional. Maybe it really was all about Elena. Maybe he thought she was out there with the others.

The maybes could go on forever.

Tuck was a good medic and Diane was no slouch either. I’d had field training in first aid. Between the three of us we got Davis’ arm cleaned up and we disinfected it and bandaged it. The bite bled a lot, but it wasn’t too bad. Just a little painful for the kid. Tuck gave him a shot of antibiotics. We all knew that it would do no good against a virus, but it would kill any infection.

After that, we worked to clean the zombies out of the tower. The ones down in the crib would wait until full light, but the others from levels two, three, and four we threw off the walkway. Then we got hot water, scalding almost, and strong disinfectants (industrial strength) and cleaned up the gore sprayed about. We used plastic surgical gloves during all that just as we used them when we patched-up Davis. It took us about two hours to clean things back up to our own satisfaction. We talked very little during the process and that was because we were all worried sick.

We did not mention Davis.

Or what might be coming next.

I kept telling myself that he stood a good chance of survival. That the odds dictated that not everyone bitten would get infected. But I was just trying to convince myself of the fact. By dawn I started to feel fairly confident because Davis was his same old self. It was like a weight had been lifted off us all.

We relaxed an inch at a time.

And when Davis announced that he was hungry, I started to feel optimistic about things. We had eggs and bacon and toast. Tuck made his own bread and it was damned good. The eggs were powdered, but already he was making plans to raid the neighboring farms and bring back a truckload of chickens to make us that much more self-sustaining.

Just after nine, I sat down with Ricki out on the walkway now that Tuck had decided to take a nap after spending an hour or more out there with his .30-06 and scope, dropping upwards of two dozen of the dead. There were still more.

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