The Zombie Theories | Book 4 | Contagion Theory by Restucci Rich

Author:Restucci, Rich [Restucci, Rich]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2022-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

Ugly

Journal Entry 8

At one time, he had been a good looking kid. Maybe fifteen or sixteen, Asian, tall, and fit. I wouldn’t call him a muscle-head, but he had distinct tone to his arms and shoulders. Certainly would have been a lady-killer.

He must have died recently as well, as he wasn’t as discolored as the other rotten things around him. He had a bit of blood on the front collar of his Star Wars T-shirt, but other than that, and the fact that his eyes were blood red, he looked pretty good for a dead kid. I couldn’t tell how he died, either. In fact, I wasn’t entirely sure if he was a pus bag or a Runner. I guess if he were a Runner, he would be going nuts and screaming, though.

The two-dozen other pus bags that stood banging on the plexiglass windows of the ferry growled and drooled. There was a landing outside the door, with stairs leading both up and down, so only a few of them could pound on the door at once. Several hands smacked the left and right-side windows, but the creatures the hands belonged to were lower or higher than my field of vision. The ones not directly in front of the door had to reach up or down. They frantically scratched or slapped at the thin plastic barrier between us. They wanted food, and they wanted it most Ricky-tick. All had horrible wounds, most having been savaged by claws and teeth. Except this kid. He just stood there, arms at his sides, staring at me with his head cocked slightly. He would occasionally look at one of the others trapped in the wheelhouse with me, but his eyes would snap back to me in short order. He reminded me a little of the thing I had locked in the engine room.

The fact that dead people were trying to eat us was not the most fucked-up portion of today. WTF was happening? Talking Runners and dead infected who didn’t try to eat me? I know I’m immune to this little plague, but I can’t stand in a crowd of the dead ones without being chewed like Billy can.

The boat was aimed at Alcatraz, and we had about a half hour before we would get to the dock. I left the controls and cautiously moved near the window to get a better look at the kid. He wasn’t going apeshit like the other infected.

Yup, a fucked-up day for sure.

I heard gunfire from somewhere behind our position on the ferry. I’d give the guys a few minutes to get situated before I called Remo on the radio. I wouldn’t call Ship because, well, he’s fucking mute.

Kayla stared at the dead, then at the scratches on her arms. She sighed and looked at me, “What do we do?”

“Still don’t have the best answer for that. Gary, take the wheel.” I pointed at the ship’s steering device.

“I don’t…”

“For fuck’s sake kid, just hold the friggin’ wheel. I’ll be within ten feet of you if the shit hits the fan.

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