The Undertakers: End of the World by Ty Drago

Author:Ty Drago [Drago, Ty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror, middle grade, boys, fantasy, survival stories, spine-chilling horror, teen horror, science fiction, zombies
Publisher: Month9Books
Published: 2016-04-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

The LAST Last Siege of Haven

We climbed the long spiral staircase, often taking the steps two at a time, too stoked by adrenaline to worry about exhausting ourselves.

Below us, the Corpses had navigated the rusted riverside catwalks as quickly and smoothly as sewer rats. By the time we reached the top of the staircase, I could already hear them climbing after us. The dead are good climbers. Look at the way they’d scaled City Hall’s exterior wall.

A winding wrought-iron staircase wasn’t going to be a problem for them.

With Maxi Me leading the way, we got past the camera in the door and stepped into a Haven already swallowed by fear. Some of the refuges were shouting at Alex, who was trying to maintain some degree of calm. Others were huddled together in little groups—men, women and children—all crying and trembling, looking at the three of us as if we’d come to either save or devour them.

“Get up to the lab,” William told Emily. “Make sure the projector’s programmed and ready.”

The two of them swapped another of those looks, the ones I’d learned meant something like: “We’ve got a big problem, but don’t tell the kid from the past yet.”

Great.

As my big little sister headed for the central elevator, Alex Bobson spotted us and rushed over. “Chief! Thank God you’re back! Some of these folks are ready to bolt out the door. Did you pull it off?”

I held up the Anchor Shard.

“Yes!” he exclaimed. Then, looking concerned, he asked, “Steve? Emily?”

“I sent Emily up to thirteen,” William told him. “But Steve’s … gone. Helene, too.”

“Damn. I’m sorry.”

“Me, too,” Maxi Me replied. “Listen, the deaders are right behind us. I need you to set the bolts in this door and weld it shut.”

“They found the waterway?” Alex asked, looking suitably horrified.

“I think they’ve known about it for a while,” I replied. “This was what the Queen meant when she said the saltwater nozzles on the outside walls wouldn’t stop them.”

“Right,” he said, his hands moving to the heavy tool belt he wore. “I’m on it.”

While Alex worked, William found a rusted old folding chair and, setting it up near Haven’s only entrance, climbed atop it. Then, in a booming voice, he called, “Listen to me!”

A few of the frightened refugees turned his way. Then a few more.

“Listen to me!” he called again, waving his arms over his head. He didn’t scream. He didn’t even yell. He just spoke—loud and forceful.

I had no idea my voice could do that.

It took a few more moments, but finally the entire floor took notice. The refugees stopped crying and talking and gave Maxi Me their attention. Meanwhile, more of them came from around the far side of the elevator, grouping together within sight of the chief.

Seeing this, William nodded, his arms still raised.

“As most of you already know or have guessed,” he said, “the Corpses are coming. Right now, they’re moving up the spiral staircase and toward this very door.”

More frightened murmurs.

But the chief didn’t give their fear a chance to take hold.

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