The Age of Zombies: Sergeant Jones by B. Rockow

Author:B. Rockow [Rockow, B.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: B. Rockow Books
Published: 2014-09-29T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The Deep Web

“Hey Billy, what you reading?” Carlos bit into his Hot Pocket. It just came out of the microwave, and it was piping hot. “I wanna see.”

Billy lay spread out on the carpeted floor of the living room. He was in Pasadena for the summer visiting his father and stepmother. Billy and Carlos were both sixteen years old. They met each other while skateboarding down around an abandoned warehouse. “Nothing you’d be into,” Billy said. He picked up his laptop and tucked it in closer so Carlos couldn’t see.

“You pervert,” Carlos said. “You’re looking up porn. Not when I’m around man. Not when I’m around. Save it for later.”

Billy shook his head. “Porn? This shit’s ten times better than porn.”

“Hobo fights? High school girls pulling hair? Man eating alligators?” Carlos plopped down next to Billy. He tried to peek at the screen to no avail.

Billy jerked the laptop away and slammed it shut. “Before I reveal the secret, you’ve gotta make a promise.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Carlos said. “I promise.”

“No, really,” Billy said. He was serious. The flesh on his face hung heavy and grim. “You’ve got to promise that you don’t tell anybody what you’re about to see. I’m dead serious.”

“Man, you’re tripping,” Carlos said. “But I promise. I swear. I swear on my mama’s right titty.”

“Make it both titties,” Billy said.

Carlos laughed. He sat up straight and raised his right hand. “I, Carlos Salamanca, swear on both of my mama’s titties, that I will not say a single word about what Billy is about to show me. Amen.”

Billy studied his friend’s features. They were youthful and light. He wondered if his friend could handle the truth. It was probably a bad idea to show his friend what he had been studying intently, in secret, for the last couple days. He trusted Carlos not to snitch on him. But he also fully expected Carlos to react strongly to the findings. It could ruin their friendship.

“Alright, listen up Carlos,” Billy said. “We’re going into some dark spaces here. You ready for this?”

Carlos couldn’t wait. “Yeah man. Let’s do it.”

Billy opened up his laptop and launched his TOR Browser. He clicked on the bookmarks and pulled up a website with a black background and a header that looked like it belonged on a Geocities website circa 1995. The website banner read “Deep Web Productions: Home of All Your Internetz.” Beneath the banner, a GIF showed an alien doing a disco dance.

Carlos wasn’t impressed. “This looks dumb man,” he said. “What’s with the hype?”

Billy’s arms tingled and broke out in goosebumps. Tears welled in his eyes. “Listen Carlos,” he said. “I want you to promise me right now that you don’t say a word about any of this.”

Carlos scoffed. “Dude, this site is bullshit. It’s just a bunch of whackos. I mean look here, this thread is about how President Angus is a cross dresser. This one is about how aliens cut up cows. I thought you were smarter than that Billy.”

A tear fell from the corner of Billy’s eye and landed on the laptop’s keyboard.

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