First came the awareness that she was alive, a state of being barely preferable to the alternative. A deep, resonant headache bloomed into existence alongside consciousness. Her throat had the telltale burn of a night spent paying tribute to the porcelain gods, and even with her eyes closed the r...
One of our key allies in the local area, and by that I mean within a hundred miles or so, asked specifically if I'd help them with a project. They said I was their first choice, for my familiarity with the area in question as well as having worked and communicated with me more than any other citi...
James asked. “Noted,” Kit replied. “Still gonna do it.” They stood in front of the vault door, which didn't resemble its name at all. It was a plain steel door with a heavy, custom locking mechanism built into it, set in a concrete wall. Waid had gi...
Steph said casually two days later. Kell, who was balancing a tray of empty jars with his left arm, almost tripped. He recovered with a tinkling clatter of glass knocking into glass. “Wow, really? How'd you find so many? Mason hasn't had any luck.” ...
In real life it’s incredibly boring. Admittedly our experience was different given the inclusion of zombies, but still. Mostly boring. We took the Jeep. I hauled out the small flatbed trailer I kept in the back yard and hooked it up. Jem eyed me when I handed him a backpac...
Two weeks after the world ended, I was no longer having seizures. Being stuck at home became almost maddeningly claustrophobic—ironic, given how rarely I left the house before the apocalypse happened—but I was mostly encouraged by my progress. I never developed the jittery...
People didn’t tend to pack heavy when running for your life was a standard skill in the way driving had once been. He saw them out and watched until they were out of sight. He recognized the basic truth that the boys were no worse than anyone else their age, products of raging hormones and brains...
Though only twenty minutes had passed, there were already signs of trouble. From where they stood hidden by a copse of trees, Kell and his team could see the armored trucks keeping their distance. The good news seemed to be that Kell's message had been passed along, keeping the vehicles safe. The...
Speed was more important than stealth now that the sun was out. Kell wasn't much of a woodsman when it came to tracking, but he thought they left little sign. Several hundred yards down the way, the hills flattened and the creek widened, providing a way across via jumbled ...