The Survival Chronicles (Book 3): Mercy Fall by Nally Fergal F

Author:Nally, Fergal F. [Nally, Fergal F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dystopian | Infected
Published: 2018-08-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16 Warning

“So what do you think?” Garrett hovered around Tawny as she examined Claire.

“Her pupils are OK, pulse is strong, breathing’s good, nothing broken, I can’t tell if there’s internal bleeding but she seems stable enough. Looks like she took a blow to the head, she could be out for a while yet. She’ll need someone to watch her until she comes around—”

If she comes around, Mercy thought.

“It’s my fault, I should have done more. Maybe if I’d taken a different route,” Garrett looked at Claire. “Where the hell are we anyway? We were thrown off course—”

“Hold still,” Tawny peeled back the bandage on his arm to examine his wound.

“Listen it’s not your fault, we were in an electrical storm for Christ’s sake, and a big one at that. You couldn’t outrun it,” Flynn waved his arm at the storm.

“Yeah, give yourself a break, we’re all alive here,” Rose joined in, “if it hadn’t been for you we’d all be dead.”

Garrett held his breath as Tawny removed the last layer of cloth from his wound. “Well the storm hit just south of Amarillo, somewhere near Lake Tanglewood, but we were blown off course further south maybe even near Palo Duro Canyon, I don’t know—”

The others gave him blank looks.

“Three hundred miles north west of Fort Worth, roughly, maybe, I don’t know—” Garrett’s voice petered out.

“Hey, we can use this when it gets dark,” Rose held up a storm lantern, she shook it, “feels almost full.”

I need to keep them busy— “Good job Rose, let’s search this place, see what we can find,” Mercy nodded at Flynn and Stevie. They headed over to the workshop area, Mercy went to the combine harvester, climbed up to the cabin and pressed her face to the glass. It was empty. She opened the door and sat on the driver’s seat. Her eyes roved over the dashboard and controls.

Steering wheel, joystick and—

Mercy leaned over, a fire extinguisher and first aid kit were strapped to the side of the chair. She pulled the first aid kit free, then saw a torch in a side pocket.

Here’s hoping—

She lifted the torch, it felt empty, she flicked the switch. Nothing, her heart sank.

Yeah, I know, too much to ask—

As an afterthought she reached into the side pocket and ran her hands around the bottom, her fingers connected with something. She felt packaging and grabbed the object pulling it out.

Batteries, unopened, hell yeah, now we’re talking—

Mercy put the batteries into the torch and tried the switch, the cabin lit up.

Result—

Mercy climbed down and spotted an axe and toolbox strapped to the side of the harvester. She took the axe and returned to the others.

“Here, you could use this,” Mercy handed Tawny the first aid kit.

Flynn and Stevie were still at the work bench. Rose was nowhere to be seen.

Tawny pulled a bandage and a tube of antiseptic from the first aid kit. “Looks out of date, but it’s unopened so maybe—” she smeared the cream over Garrett’s wound and applied a fresh dressing.

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