Zombie Rules (Book 5): Mount Weather by Achord David

Author:Achord, David [Achord, David]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2017-01-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23 – An Irritating Pretense

Melvin tentatively waved. The person stood within the shadow of the open back door, not moving.

“Is that a man or a woman?” Savannah whispered.

Melvin wasn’t sure. The person was wearing a heavily soiled robe of indeterminate color. Not a bathrobe, more like a robe you’d see someone wearing in a Shakespearean play. Long greasy gray hair flowed over the collar, causing more staining. The person’s face was heavily wrinkled, further impairing Melvin’s judgement of gender.

They didn’t return Melvin’s wave.

“Hello,” Melvin said pleasantly. “I’m Melvin and this here is…” he started to say Savannah, but if this was a friend of Lonnie’s, he’d eventually be told of this encounter.

“This is my little sister, Melvina.”

Savannah glanced at him. “Melvina?” she whispered. “That’s a stupid name.”

“Work with me here,” Melvin whispered back.

“You are intruders, an irritating pretense,” the person declared in a flat, emotionless voice.

Melvin frowned and held up his right index finger, casually keeping his left hand near his Glock.

“Now, that there statement sounds real familiar.” He continued frowning and then suddenly snapped his fingers. “Heart of Darkness by Arthur Clark. Am I right? No, wait, wait. Joseph Conrad wrote that one, right?”

The person stared at Melvin with dull, lifeless eyes for a moment before slowly shutting the door. Melvin could hear the distinct sound of two deadbolts being locked and a barrel bolt being slid into place.

“That’s weird,” Savannah whispered. “Maybe not as weird as Miss Piggy, but definitely weird.”

“Alright, wait here,” Melvin said and tentatively walked up to the back door. He paused a moment before knocking. There was no response, so Melvin started talking.

“I just wanted to say, we’re not here to cause any problems, all we want is a safe, dry place to park our truck and get a few hours of sleep. I promise we’ll be gone by sunup.”

“I have nothing to give you,” the person said through the door. “No food, no water.”

“That’s okay,” Melvin replied. “We’re good on that end. The flood waters are making it a little difficult for us to drive is all, but it should be better tomorrow.”

Melvin waited for a response, but he was met with nothing but silence. He waited three full minutes before turning away and walking off of the porch.

“Alright, he or she may be harmless, or they may decide to fire off a couple of shots while we’re sleeping. I’m not taking that chance.”

“We’re leaving?” Savannah asked.

“Yeah, we’re not welcome here.” He looked back at the house, hopeful the occupant or occupants had a change of heart, but there was nothing. He motioned to Savannah and the two of them got back into the truck. Savannah turned and watched out of the back window as they rode back down the driveway.

“See anything?” he asked.

“Nope.”

At least they weren’t being shot at, he thought. Savannah jumped out and opened the gate in the same manner she’d seen Melvin do it. When he drove the truck through, she replaced it and jumped back into the truck.

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