Zombie High by Kass Shawn

Author:Kass, Shawn [Kass, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2014-07-28T16:00:00+00:00

Use the Chemicals

Thinking about the time Mr. Ray did that experiment which ended igniting the fire blanket and scorching the white tiles of the ceiling, you pick up one of the flasks and say, “I think we should try this first.”

“As long as you’re careful, I’m willing to let you try.”

“What is it?”

“Well, I thought about making a few things. The first was picric acid, but we don’t have the stuff here to make it. Then I thought about a hydrofluoric acid, but that stuff isn’t safe to store anywhere. It can actually eat through the very container that’s holding it, so I ended up making a sulfuric acid and put it in the flasks with the red stoppers on them.”

Not really having noticed the difference in the colored stoppers, you point to the other flasks and ask, “What about the ones with the black stoppers?”

Smiling a mischievous grin, Mr. Ray says, “Those are something else. For now we’ll just call them Mr. Ray’s Secret Sauce. It’s a potassium chlorate mixture which will basically speed up the reaction and help it turn into hellfire. I figured with these being flesh eating zombies and all, we wouldn’t want to have to wait for them to start dissolving.”

Looking at the tray of 125 ml flasks, you ask, “Exactly how strong is this stuff going to be?”

Thinking about it, Mr. Ray answers, “You remember when we talked about hydrochloric acid in class, and someone wanted to know how strong it was, and I answered that while a high school can’t order it, the strongest is seventeen molar and has to be kept under lock and key by those who do use it with very special conditions?” When you nod, he says, “Well this is like that, on steroids.” Then after a moment he gives you a devilish grin and adds, “Make that level twelve steroids.”

“So basically it’s gamma infused,” making a reference to the popular Marvel comics hero, the Incredible Hulk.

Being the scientist that he is, Mr. Ray misses the reference at first and says, “No, there’s no gamma radiation in there,” before he catches on, shakes his head, and says, “Oh, you meant the superhero guy. Yeah, well, it’s strong like that, I guess.”

“That should work then,” you say with a

combination of excitement and nervousness in your voice as you pick up the tray of flasks, sixteen in all. Luckily, it’s not too heavy, and Mr. Ray put a foam divider at the bottom which had holes cut out for each of them so none of the flasks roll around or knock into one another. Walking over to the door where Mr. Ray stands, you manage to balance the tray on your left hip using just your left arm, which leaves you with your right arm for grabbing the flasks.

“You got that?” asks Mr. Ray. “I mean I could strip the batteries off the cart for you if you want.”

Shaking the tray a little to show that it isn’t slipping or anything, you say, “No, I’ve got it.

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