More zombie fare here. A short story that gives one pause to consider - do the dead sleep? Augustus (think Mad Max gone to fat), intent on pilfering supplies from an abandoned hospital, is delighted to find a sizeable stash of toilet paper. Just like gold these days, yes, it is. His joy is sh...
He peeked through the peephole, saw a man he didn’t recognize, and opened the door. “You Doug Kirk?” the visitor asked. Kirk caught himself staring. The man at his door stood roughly eye-to-eye with him, but the collection of scars covering his face could make a person wonder if he had dove headf...
He sat up, smelled the air as if he could detect danger, and got to his feet. The wailing storm and the creaks of the wood blotted out his efforts to hear anything. Snow peppered glass in a harsh sprinkle as Ben turned his flashlight and shone a beam on the huge pane in his living room. His pictu...
Underneath this, a single Chevy van pulled off the main road and approached the low expanse of the hospital. The van had no windows in its sides, and all of the lights had been smashed. The rear windows were also shattered, with heavy planks of wood patching the gaps. It pulled into the parking l...
He awoke feeling lightheaded and achy. He was distantly aware of something not right. Something bothered him, and it wasn’t the sudden glaring pain in his neck. He groaned and stayed still for a moment. He realized he was staring at the ceiling of the truck. He’d passed out, keeled over, and land...
The snow squeaked underneath their boots, and the cold wormed itself into their limbs. Scott thought of how he’d wished he had been able to see Halifax under different conditions. Buckle was about a dozen steps ahead of him, seemingly staring straight ahead. Vick walked across from him on the rig...
Afterward, they retired to their rooms and rejoined in the kitchen a few minutes later, both changed into sweat pants and sweaters. “You find it warm in here?” Scott asked, walking to the island in the middle of the kitchen. Gus pointed to the living room. “You can’t see it from here, but just in...
But Collie was already pulling Gus through the front door and into the living room. Wallace lumbered in after them, closing the door, the grimace on his face almost painful to see. Collie left Gus at the archway and took position at the edge of the picture window. “Stay aw...