The Alpha Plague (Book 1) by Robertson Michael

Author:Robertson, Michael [Robertson, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Phalanx Press
Published: 2015-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Rhys let go of Vicky’s hand. They had to move, but they could only do that if the diseased had gone. The top of the rough wall dug into Rhys’ grip when he pulled himself to his feet. The second he peered over, his legs buckled and he nearly fell.

Once he’d regained his composure, he tapped Vicky on the shoulder and motioned for her to stand up too. When she got to her feet next to him, he pointed down at the coach below. Caught between two steel pillars, it had nowhere to go. “Look,” he said, “a school trip. The pillars have trapped the coach.”

The lights may have been off in the coach, but Rhys saw the small bodies that moved inside. When he saw the school’s crest emblazoned on the vehicle, he said, “Thank god.”

“Thank god?”

Rhys shook his head. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that. It’s a primary school, but it’s not Flynn’s.”

As Rhys watched the kids move around inside of the coach, he could feel Vicky’s attention on him.

“What shall we do?” she said.

“What can we do? We can’t rescue a collection of children. Don’t get me wrong, I feel devastated for them, but we can’t help them. Flynn’s my number one—” The breath caught in Rhys’ throat when he saw the diseased man appear.

From the way Vicky tensed up beside him, she’d obviously seen him too. Vicky then whispered, “Dan.”

Damn, she was right. Although, not Dan as they’d seen him about half an hour before. Not the man who had abandoned his lover as he ran straight past them. That Dan had checked out, and good fucking riddance. That Dan was a cunt and deserved everything he got.

Other than Dan, there were no diseased that they could see. As he walked closer to the coach, Rhys spoke to Vicky in hushed tones. “I don’t think he’s twigged that there’s anyone in the coach.”

It didn’t look like Dan had twigged about much as he stumbled along and his head flicked from side to side. He continued to walk toward the coach until he bumped into it. Someone moved inside. Of course they did. It can’t be easy to convince a coach full of petrified kids to hold the fuck still. But Dan didn’t notice the occupants.

With his sweaty hand clamped across his mouth, Rhys watched Dan slide along the side of the coach. The moistness of his bloody cheek made a screeeeeee noise as it ran down the black vehicle’s side panel. Dan continued on, and his jaw snapped as if he could taste the air around him. “He knows there’s food nearby,” Rhys said.

A light flashed in the coach and Rhys’ stomach sank. “Fuck!” The mobile phone screen stopped Dan in his tracks.

Rhys’ heart ran away with him and his throat dried as he watched Dan turn slowly and tilt his head up to look at the window. Blood ran over his chin as his mouth hung open. His cheeks ran red.

“How the fuck can he see through those bleeding eyes? How do any of them see through them?” Rhys said.

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