Neighborhood Watch by Bollinger Evan

Author:Bollinger, Evan [Bollinger, Evan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2015-04-03T07:00:00+00:00

Sam frowned. “This doesn't tell us anything, they could still be anywhere.”

I shook my head. I didn't know why, but something told me that they wouldn't stray far from the leader. If the 'super' zombie moved, so too would the others. Granted, I had never heard of a psychic connection between zombies, and I wasn't even sure if they could communicate to begin with...

But then again, these weren't 'normal' zombies. Who knew what they were truly capable of? After all, who was to say all zombies were created equal? If one virus or chemical agent differed from another, the infection could manifest in different ways as well.

I looked out the windows of the garage. The sky was still gray and the rain was coming down like crazy, but not as crazy as before. You could make out the Sam's driveway 15-20 feet ahead of you, not as a driveway but as a wide path of floodwater. You couldn't see the gravel or sidewalk in some parts, and where the potholes were, the water was deceptively deep. There must have been over half a foot—my bike would not longer suffice.

I knew that the water would slow them down too, but they wouldn't stop. Judging by what I had seen earlier, the super zombie was barely affected. Still, if the other ones were mere walkers, they would take forever to follow their leader. If they were following a leader...

“We could always go to the source,” I suggested. It was possible that returning to Mr. Clark's house would give us the chance to stop whatever chemical agent had been released. It was possible, but I certainly had my doubts. Even if we went there, what would we do? None of us were experts in chemicals, and even if we didn't encounter zombies, what if we made it worse?

What if we infected ourselves like idiots?

“We should stick to the plan, goober,” my brother said. “Hunt them down, one by one.”

“But how?” I shot. We still had yet to formulate an actual plan. “Sam said it himself, these guns aren't going to be effective.” We didn't even have enough goggles—only two for Mitch and Sam.

Sam nodded. “I know, that's why I've got this.” He reached into the backseat and extracted the goodie. Like all of his goodies, it came contained. Once uncovered, he displayed the giant knife for all to see. It was a thick, carbon steel blade, with a sturdy handle.

“Jesus,” my brother said. “Where the heck do you get these things?”

“I dunno,” Sam said sheepishly, “my mom just orders me stuff...”

“Your mom?”

Sam wielded the weapon, turning its enormous blade this way and that.

“That's a gnarly knife, dude,” my brother said.

“It's called a parang,” Sam corrected. “14 inch blade.”

But I wasn't impressed. I watched my brother's friend twirl his dangerous toy before I asked the obvious question:

“What are we going to do with that?”

Sam nodded expectantly. “Well one of us will use it, of course.”

“Yea, good luck,” my brother snorted.

Sam shrugged. “We just gotta stun him first with air-soft guns, then we're good.

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