See Emily Slay Part IV

November 3, 2012 at 2:35 pm (Apocalypse, Eternal Aftermath, Horror, Zombie) (, , , , , )

Part I of this Series begins October 13th

 

They had to duck and dash around the moving things that should be dead. Luckily they were awkward and stiff, but many of them could move in a quicker lurching gate. Arms reached and fingers grabbed at them. However, they were few enough in number that the small group made it past the growling half-men and rushed onto the smaller road on the far side of Euclid.

Looking back, Emily saw they had escaped the cannibals that plagued the road, but now these joined the others that already followed behind them. Soon, there were over twenty of the lumbering things in their wake.

“We gotta slow down,” the woman said. “They’re just kids.”

As the group lowered their pace to a half jog, Emily took in the two adults that had joined them. The women wore an EMT uniform and looked around thirty, it stuck Emily funny somehow that her long brown hair still looked pretty even in the middle of all the insanity that their lives had recently become.

“At least they’re living kids,” the young man said. As he moved, his t-shirt hiked up a little revealing a bicep tattoo. Despite the situation, Emily found herself staring at it until she realized that it was a zoot-suit fox smoking what was probably an oversized cartoon joint.

He spoke again. “So does anyone have any clue about what’s going on?”

The woman, who still had Sarah by the hand said, “I got a call on the way back to the hospital saying that I should stay away. I didn’t get a chance to ask why before the line with dispatch went dead. I tried to call back, but no one was answering the phones there. The next thing I knew, the man we had been transporting attacked my partner and bit out poor Jerry’s throat. Jerry was the man you just killed with your crowbar back there. Besides that, you know as much as me.”

“I bet it started at the hospital,” Spencer said. A spring of blood from the nurse he had saved Emily from painted a stripe over the left lens of his sunglasses. He refused to let Emily hold his hand and welded his bat like a tiny Viking warrior.

“Hold on,” the man suddenly said, and sprinted toward a carport. Emily started to panic. What’s he doing? He isn’t going to leave us, is he? Behind them, the growing mass of stumbling corpses drew ever closer.

Emily and Spencer

Emily and Spencer

Emily figured the woman had similar thoughts running through her head, for she nearly screamed. “Where are you going? Get back here. We need your help!”

“Keep your panties on,” he yelled, but then eyed Emily and said, “Opps, sorry.” The thirty or so blood soaked cannibals were only fifty feet shy of them when he returned to the street. “Here he said, while tossing the woman his crowbar. The man had found an axe and seemed rather pleased with himself. He also carried a trash can lid which he held in front of himself like a medieval shield.

Glancing back, he said, “We had better move.” After they put an additional twenty yards between them and their pursuers, he asked, “So what is the game plan? My car is still parked at Bookmans. It’s only a few blocks away. We could try to get it.”

“No, we need to get to my dad,” Spencer said.

Emily finally snapped out of the trance that had fogged her mind since the nurse had grabbed her. “He’s right. We’re only about ten blocks from there. Our dad has guns and stuff.”

“I hope he has a lot of bullets,” the guy said, “Because those things keep following us.”

“I think she’s right,” the EMT said. “These back roads won’t have as many of whatever the hell those things are. It must be some terrorist attack. Some kind of chemical. If we aren’t infected we need to keep it that way. And after I saw what happened to Jerry, once you’re infected, I don’t think there’s any coming back.”

She continued as they passed through another intersection. Off to their right was a scream, but they just kept moving. “Bookmans might be crawling with those things now. Their father will have a car. If we’re going back for your car, I’d rather have wheels and a gun in my hand first.”

“No argument there. My name is Chris by the way.”

“Jewels.”

“Hey, here comes a car,” he yelled.

The two adults started to wave their arms in an attempt to flag down the approaching Black Tahoe.

“Spencer come here,” Emily ordered, while grabbing her brother’s hand and dragging him to the sidewalk. “I have a bad feeling…”

The SUV wasn’t slowing. Sarah screamed as it bore down on her and the adults.

“Son of a bitch,” the woman cried, just before she scooped the slim form of Sarah into her arms and ran for the curb.

“Asshole,” Chris screamed after the racing car.

Emily watched as the things marching behind them forced the vehicle to put on its breaks. Seconds later, it flew into reverse, but it had happened so quickly that the rear of the Tahoe slammed into a parked car.

The murdering people stumbled up to it. Bloody hands left smears on the hood and side walls. The vehicle sped forward and half a dozen of the things were thrown or run over. But the Tahoe had been at a standstill and it didn’t have enough speed to plow through so many. The mangled freaks surrounded it. One of the run over people had gotten struck in the wheel well, which further slowed the vehicle. They were on all sides now and banged against every window with complete disregard for their own bodies. Bones snapped and flesh tore. Sarah turned away and buried her face in Jewel’s stomach.

A resounding window crack could be heard over the constant moaning.

Zombie At The Car Window

Zombie At The Car Window

“Should we try to help them?” Jewels asked.

“Screw em’ they nearly ran you over. With them distracting those pukes we might be able to make it to these kids’ house without a whole damn horde of those things on our heels.”

Several of the pack broke away and continued toward the small group. Sarah screaked when two more appeared around a corner in the direction they still had to travel.

“We had better go before we get cut off,” Chris said. “What the hell happened at your damn hospital anyway that could have caused all this?”

Jewels only stared at him a moment, before she grabbed Sarah’s hand and starting in the direction that Emily prayed would lead them to dad.

Crusty Zombie

Crusty Zombie

To be continued next Saturday…

You can discover where Emily and Spencer enter the Eternal Aftermath Here!

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