Zombie Fallout 16 by Mark Tufo

Author:Mark Tufo [Tufo, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mark Tufo

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Mike Journal Entry 10

The sun was heading down when I awoke. “Hangover” didn’t even begin to scratch the surface with how bad I felt. I figured these symptoms were the beginning stages of the virus. I was resting with my head against the ship, my legs splayed out toward the side of the catwalk, a heavy, green tarp strung up to my right and about ten feet farther away was Stenzel. She was sitting cross-legged, gazing my way, her rifle in her lap, her protective helmet was off.

“Am I dying?” I asked, my throat raw.

“Don’t think so.”

“A little better bedside manner would be good.” I shifted so I was sitting up. My neck felt like it had been stepped on.

“Side effects of asphyxiation.”

“Did I die?”

She shook her head.

“Any zombies?”

“On the flight deck, but closer to the tower than here.”

“How long have we been here?”

“Couple of hours.”

I rolled over so I could stand.

“Don’t stand up all the way or you’ll make a silhouette, sir.”

“Not sure I have enough substance left for that. Do we have comms?”

She shook her head.

“Nothing followed us up?”

“I think the greaver was pretty tightly wedged.”

“Why are you so far away?”

“I wasn’t sure how well I cleaned myself off.”

“Fuck, Stenzel. How are you feeling?” I had one hand braced on the ship, the other on my forehead.

“I think it’s too early to tell. Bags told me it’s twenty-four hours after exposure. He was talking about how long it would take to affect the zombies, though. I would imagine it’s different for people. The irony is zombies are much better able to deal with viruses than we are.”

“Makes sense. They are a virus,” I said.

She nodded. “We should be fine.” I think she said this more to comfort herself than me. “The virus is passed by contact with blood and bodily fluids.”

“Not airborne?” I knew Bags had said it but…

“Not even a little bit,” she replied.

“That stasis room was the ideal place to drop that canister, then. It was one big body fluid vat.”

“Well, at least that visual stopped the hunger issue I was having.” Stenzel stood, hunched over. “Sir, could you clean my back?” I grabbed the bottle and poured what little remained on her. I wouldn’t ever eat off that surface, but I was reasonably confident I’d eradicated any residual virus. I had a heart-stopping moment when a splash of liquid smacked onto my bottom lip. My eyes must have got as big as saucers.

“Rain.” Stenzel smiled, but it was a weary one.

“Flip your helmet over, we’ll collect some rainwater.”

“You, sir? You’re going to drink out of a hazmat helmet that has been exposed to Ebola?”

“It’s clean, right? I mean, sure it is. It’s going to be twenty-four hours until the zombies start getting sick and then what another twenty-four to thirty-six until they start dying? Don’t look at me like that, I was listening to the briefing a little bit. We can’t go that long without water, and without canned air, we can’t go hunting through the ship for some.

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