No Mere Zombie: Deathless Book 2 - Plot & Excerpts
He searched the memories he’d gained from consuming brain matter. Mosquitos they were now known as. They’d been called blood drinkers in his own time, reviled by everyone. Most insects avoided the deathless, but mosquitos were more than happy to drain his blood. They were quite capable of accidentally spreading the deathless virus. “Master,” Trevor called, voice pitched low enough that the buzz of the cicada and rushing water nearly drowned it out. He crouched low along the bank of the Amazon, pointing through the brush towards a small group of figures moving in their direction. His expression was vacant, a sure sign that it was his Risen speaking and not the man’s true consciousness. That was likely still trapped, still trying to wrest control of his own body. Irakesh turned to study the figures, which were difficult to spot in the odd green and brown clothing. Camouflage, that’s what it was called. There were a half dozen, each carrying one of the wonderful guns he’d learned about from the officer in the House of Mohn. Cyntia prowled the jungle behind Trevor, hair bound into a simple ponytail.
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