Z-World by B. V. Larson

Author:B. V. Larson [Larson, B. V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Action & Adventure, Horror, Occult, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Paranormal & Urban, Science Fiction, Adventure, Dark Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic
Amazon: B003RWS550
Published: 2010-06-13T04:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Five

We made it to the surface and beat the gray dust out of our hair. The sky had turned cloudy and the morning sunshine was gone. There should have been plenty of hours before sunset still, I was sure of it. We’d only been down in that cave for maybe two hours, probably less. But still, my feeling from the skies around us was that it was nearing dusk.

“I didn’t like it,” said Monika suddenly.

I looked at her, “What?”

“I didn’t like the cave. You asked me before.”

Her face was so pitiful then. She looked young and lost. She was so far from home. I put my arm around her and kissed her dusty forehead. “Well, I was glad to have you with me,” I told her.

We headed up the hill toward the Reverend John Thomas’ cabin. I hoped, that after all this, he would be there. It could still be a very bad day if we found him torn apart, or if he had shifted. I also wondered vaguely what the Captain was up to. I thought he would make it, and would probably beat us up here.

We made it to the cabin without further mishap. We stood in the cover of the trees, looking out over the bald hilltop, listening. Nothing seemed wrong. Nothing stirred at all. There were a few crows on the eaves, no doubt attracted by the makeshift graveyard with crosses made of wooden sticks. I counted thirteen graves there, two more than the last time I’d been up here. It seemed like a lot of the wandering, lost ones were attracted to this spot.

“What do we wait for?” whispered Monika.

“I don’t see anyone, but the Captain might be waiting and watching too.”

After twenty minutes of watching a quiet scene, I finally decided the hell with it, and walked out into the open, approaching the cabin. The crows lifted off only when I was in spitting distance and lazily flapped away, cawing at me reproachfully. I tapped at the door, which stood ajar. There was no response, so I entered.

There were no bodies or other horrors inside. I breathed out a sigh of relief. There were, however, two notes. Each was held down by a stone on the desktop. The first one I read was from the Captain. It said:

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