Z-Minus Box Set [Books 1-3] by Briar Perrin

Author:Briar, Perrin [Briar, Perrin]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Zombies
Published: 2015-04-08T04:00:00+00:00

Z-MINUS: 5 HOURS 8 MINUTES

The old praying couple said, “Amen,” and crossed themselves. The young man in the wheelchair whimpered and wet himself, the water dripping down the side of the wheelchair and puddling on the floor. Maisie gripped Chris’s hand tight. The crazy woman, with a big grin on her face, ducked under the door and ran forward with her arms outstretched and looked up into the cloudy sky. She spun in a circle as if enjoying a day in the country.

“No!” the fat one-armed man on the ground said, getting to his feet and pressing himself against the wire fence. “Let me in! Please! I’m still of use! I still have purpose!”

Half a dozen spears poked through the links in the fence and pushed him back, making small puncture holes in his chest. He gripped hold of the link fence, not letting go. More poles appeared, smacking him hard on the head. Finally he lost his grip and stumbled back, out of the cage and onto the grass on the other side. The cage door slammed shut. The man returned to it, beating on it with his fists.

“Please!” he said. “There’s been a misunderstanding! I can work with one arm!”

Chris looked up and around at the thousands of angry jeering faces wrapped around them. They threw empty bottles and rotten food down at them.

“Release the zombies!” a voice over a loudspeaker above them said.

A huge metal door on the opposite side of the pitch creaked as it was pulled up on squeaky hinges. The groan of a hundred indeterminate voices echoed up like hell’s choir, sending a shiver riding up Chris’s spine. Loping figures emerged out of the darkness like a nightmare. Some of the zombies turned and reached up for the spectators above, who threw empty cups and rotten food down below.

“Dragon Lady! Dragon Lady! Dragon Lady!” the spectators chanted.

“Why are they chanting that?” Chris said to Zora.

“It’s what they call me.”

“Why?”

Zora shrugged.

“I survived seven times,” she said. “Come on! We have to get to the weapons before the zombies do!”

Zora burst forward, running as fast as her legs could carry her, toward the centre of the field. Chris took Maisie’s hand and began to run. George came up behind them.

The man in the wheelchair turned and rolled himself toward a building structure in the corner. Chris looked over his shoulder and saw the man in the wheelchair pull up close to the shack, find a handhold – a pipe that jutted out from the side – and grip it with both hands.

Chris pulled up to the centre of the field where there was a large pile of weapons. Zora grabbed a sword that had been stabbed into the earth point-first. She felt the weight in her hand, bent down and picked up a small shield and two large knives that she tucked into the back of her trousers. George reached for a chainsaw.

“That’s what we need!” he said, testing its weight in a single hand.

“Put that back,” Zora said.

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