Walking Bodies by Jason Durman

Author:Jason Durman
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Zombies
Published: 2019-12-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The truck bounced a little when I drove out of the dirt and onto concrete. I grunted at the motion, shifting in my seat to get comfortable again. Aaron snarled and I rolled my eyes.

Using one hand to steer, and reached back behind the seats and felt around for my bag. I dug inside of it, pulling out can after can until I found one that contained some type of meat. "Here, eat up" Keeping my eyes on the road, I held it out to him.

I felt it disappear from my grasp and heard the sound of tin meeting teeth. The lid was chucked to the floor boreds and the sound of slurping could be heard. I snorted.

"You couldn't have been that hungry"

The Leaper ignored me, and the sound of scraping indicated that he had eaten it all in one go. He would consume anything he could get, I guess, judging on how often he has to leap around and save my ass, his metabolism would be pretty high.

Aaron tossed the can behind him, and slouched one again. I glanced at him using the rearview mirror, and this time he was staring at me instead of the rain. "Still hungry?" No answer. "Well, I need to eat too, so you'll just have to wait."

It's not like we were running out of supplies or anything, I just realized that all of our good luck wasn't going to last forever. Judging by how recent events turned out, I already assumed that lady luck had flipped us off. It was nice while it lasted though.

I turned a corner, and found myself in an unfamiliar place. Frowning, I parked and pulled out the map. The flowing heat coming out of the AC ruffled the paper and I tried to smooth it out as best as I could. Glancing up from the map and back down again, I discovered I had no idea where we were.

I drove forward a little and spotted a street sign. It was bent and the sign was hanging off its hinges, like it had been ran over, and there was a bloody handprint painted over the text, but I squinted and made out the words the best I could. "1244 Bridge St."

Glaring at the map, I noticed that it landed us quite near a red X. Not sure what those stood for, but that nagging feeling I had hinted that maybe I didn't need to know. Or wanted to, anyway. For all I know, they could be human camps, and I was so not in the mood for meeting anymore new faces today.

Our location was inside of a blue area that looked like it had been colored in with crayon. Closer to Paradise the blue changed to green, and finally that little X at the corner of the paper was in a small yellow circle. I could be wrong, but the colors might have stood for how well they've scouted out the area.

I swallowed. I might be walking into something I won't be able to walk back out of.

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