Winchester: Over (Winchester Undead) by Dave Lund

Winchester: Over (Winchester Undead) by Dave Lund

Author:Dave Lund [Lund, Dave]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-06-16T22:00:00+00:00


Interstate 70, Colorado

Cliff made good time. In two hours he had made it through Parachute and was just outside of Grand Junction. The abandoned vehicles on the Interstate had been sparser than he’d expected, which made the driving not too difficult except for the blanket of fresh snow from the previous night. No society meant no road crews, which meant no snow plows and no salt on the bridges.

The truck’s gas tank was down by half, and he needed to stop and find fuel and shelter. The sun was starting to get low on the horizon. If he could also find some food and water, that would be a nice bonus, but he knew at least he had two stripped-down MREs in his bug-out bag. If he could find another small airport like the one he’d stayed at the night before, he’d be happy.

Driving closer to Grand Junction, he came upon a small blue sign indicating an airport located off the exit. It took very little time to follow the signs to the airport, but unlike the previous night, this was no small airport. It must have been quite busy before the EMPs hit, and busy meant people, people who were probably undead now. That wasn’t going to work.

Scanning the area for other options, he saw a small Shell gas station and a Holiday Inn. As much fun as a night in a Holiday Inn might be, a hotel full of undead sounded like a horrible way to die. The gas station would have to be his choice for the night; most gas stations have a front and back door, as well as roof access from a back room. Maybe he’d be lucky and the gas station wouldn’t have been ransacked, leaving him some gas cans, food, and water.

Road trip food always upset his stomach, but he had an undying love for an unnaturally produced, beef-stick-with-cheese food product sold by the pair in a vacuum formed package. Next, the Holiday Inn—he needed some blankets and a pillow.

Cliff parked the big Chevy truck at the side of the building so he could maintain some sort of tactics. He wouldn’t be surprised if everyone in the hotel was dead, but he didn’t want to be surprised by someone who wasn’t.

Approaching the hotel with his rifle up, he took a quick peek around the corner, checked the area around the convenience store, and scanned the glass front. The store was in extreme disarray, but it looked like there was still some stock on the shelves. The windows and glass doors were intact, which was a good sign. Moving quickly in a tactical crouch, he reached the front doors and found them unlocked. Pulling one open, he was struck by the pungent and overwhelming smell of rotting death. He took a deep breath before stepping into the gas station.

The front aisles were clear of bodies, dead or otherwise. Behind the counter he found the source of the smell—a blonde woman who appeared to have been dead for a couple of days lay crumpled on the floor.



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