The Night Sweeper: A Zombie Conspiracy Novel (The Sweeper Chronicles Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
I have a strong stomach, but I can taste bile in the back of my throat as I peer into one and see a twisted, gnarled fetus, it’s shriveled umbilical cord attached to a strange looking cube on the inside wall of the tube. This was where I was conceived? I feel revulsion deeper than any I’ve ever had before. Deeper than any disgust over any Fester I’ve ever come across. This is far more intense, almost physically painful. Suddenly, I can’t take seeing anymore, and I run away, springing over debris and back into the previous room as fast as I can. I stand there, hands on my knees, my breath coming in gasps, a sharp constricting feeling in my chest. Right now, I would like nothing more than to beat Damian Harbin senseless if he weren’t already dead. A hand grabs my arm and pulls me into a strong embrace as Cray wraps me into himself, my neck and face nuzzled next to his as angry tears blur my eyes. “It’s okay,” he whispers. “Calm down. Deep slow breaths. You’re about to hyperventilate.”
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