When Winter Comes | Book 3 | Black Ice Kills by Willcocks Daniel

Author:Willcocks, Daniel [Willcocks, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Apocalyptic | Horror
Publisher: Devil's Rock Publishing
Published: 2020-07-28T16:00:00+00:00

8

Alex Goins

The scream was enough to spur Alex on. The man was a brute, a giant, but he was lacking the one thing that would give him the true advantage—a weapon.

Alex rushed forward, unable to process the reality of what he was seeing as Karl’s head reared back from Tori’s neck and a spray of red mist followed. There was something fleshy and pink between his teeth, an orgasmic look on his face as he chewed and savoured the taste of her skin.

“Tori! Duck!”

It was a risky manoeuvre, but despite her anguish, Tori heard his cry and sunk to her knees. Karl’s hand loosened around her throat, the streak of blood slickening his grip, her head moving out of the range of fire.

Unfortunately, Karl ducked, too.

The bullet whizzed over both of their heads, finding its mark as it buried into the walls. Alex lined up another shot, but there was no time to find a mark, since Tori was now careening towards him.

Her body smacked into him at full force, taking him by surprise. Desperate to escape, she clung to him with all she had. They fell in a pile on the floor. Karl rose from his crouch, mouth decorated in blood, eyebrows furrowed as he stalked towards them. The man was a mountain. From their position down low, Karl towered over both of them, shoulders like boulders, hands like anvils. Alex wrestled Tori indelicately off him, his gun fallen out of his hand and a foot away from his reach. Tori moaned in pain at the shove, but Alex already knew that the only way to end this man’s attack was to incapacitate him—whatever that took.

Alex crawled on his front, hands clawing for the gun, but a sudden weight on the center of his back stopped him in his tracks. He didn’t need to turn to know that Karl was pinning him to the ground, bearing his weight into the centre of Alex’s spine. The pressure grew. Something popped loudly. Alex grunted in pain, hoping that the increasing weight would stop.

But it didn’t.

Karl gave a throaty laugh and, as Alex turned his head, his heart sunk. Tori’s hair was back in Karl’s grasp, the mammoth man managing to take them both in his control. Tori’s face was a mask of pain. As she rotated, Alex was witness to the chunk of flesh missing from her neck. Blood pooled around the wound and trickled into the folds of her jacket, staining the material crimson. Another few pounds of pressure on his back, and Alex knew that he was dangerously close to breaking his spine.

A strange sound came from Karl, a raucous gurgling from the pit of his stomach. A belly rumble processed through a megaphone.

Karl’s eyes closed as the pain of it washed over him. He held his grip on Tori, maintained his pressure on Alex, but something was upsetting him. Based on what Alex had heard from the Iñupiat, he believed he knew what it was. If Karl was slowly transforming into one of Them, then his hunger would only grow.

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