The Zombie Chronicles by Chrissy Peebles

The Zombie Chronicles by Chrissy Peebles

Author:Chrissy Peebles
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rocky Rivers Publishing


I met Nick’s gaze, because I knew exactly what he was trying to do. “A flour bomb will make a great distraction,” I whispered.

“Oh,” Claire said.

“I’ll be right back.” Without waiting for an answer, I darted a few aisles over, flashing my light on the overhanging signs until I found the party supplies. It was somewhat of a relief to know that it would likely not be inhabited with too many zombies, since they didn’t seem interested in things like whistles and candles. I turned left and started frantically looking. I saw party hats and horns, which I shoved aside. Then there, beneath the wrapping paper and four-packs of kazoos, I saw the balloons in all their latex glory. Just as I snagged a package of multicolored ones off the shelf, a zombie’s hand burst through the shelf opening from the other side, grabbing my arm and startling me. My gun clattered to the floor, next to a cellophane bag of broken plastic forks.

Through the shining beam of my flashlight, I looked through the gap in the party supplies, and I saw its white, lifeless, hungry eyes. My heart lurched. I knew if the thing broke my skin, I’d be in as much trouble as Val. I tried to wiggle my hand free, but it had amazing strength and just tightened its grip, pulling while rattling the shelf. I feared it might draw the attention of the other undead late-night shoppers, but my main concern was freeing my arm without sustaining a wound. I prayed it wouldn’t scratch or bite me with its jagged teeth, because I knew that would be more fatal than any saliva dropping on my skin. With my free hand, I tried to hit it with my flashlight over and over again, until my arm hurt, but still the thing wouldn’t let go.

Footsteps rushed behind me, and my heart raced. How am I supposed to fight while this thing’s got a hold of me? I glanced over my shoulder and saw Claire hurrying over to me, holding her stun gun. I bit my lip hard as she stunned the corpse’s arm. When it released its cold grasp, I yanked my arm free. “Thanks, Claire!”

“Did it get you?” Claire whispered.

I ran my hands over my arm, fearing that I might find myself in the same nasty predicament as Val. “No blood.” I let out a sigh of relief, then grabbed the balloons off the ground. “Let’s go!”

We sped up the aisle and quickly found the others. Val was still passed out on the floor next to Nick.

Nick had collected the other supplies we’d need to make our homemade flour bombs. He placed a balloon over a silver funnel and filled it halfway with flour. Then he inflated the balloon, tied it, and shook it for thirty seconds. “Let’s get to work!” he said.

We all followed Nick’s example and made a good pile of balloon-bombs. I picked up as many as I could.

“Our goal is to confuse them, to distract them!” Nick whispered.



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