The Undertakers: End Of The World - Plot & Excerpts
The rain worsened, becoming so heavy that everything outside a circle of maybe twenty yards was obscured behind shifting curtains of falling water. I glanced over at Emily, afraid she’d come running to our defense, which wouldn’t do anybody any good. But instead she stayed with Steve, who lay sprawled at her feet, as out of it as ever. Brain swelling probably, from the beating the deaders had given him. I’d seen that kind of thing before. Corpse Helene stopped about six feet away, her mock congratulations finally over. Menace poured off of her like a second stench. Her current host wasn’t big or particularly fresh. But she was a Royal, and that gave her terrible strength and speed. And while, between us, William and I had managed to put down seven of her minions, I knew better than to think that we could stand against her. She could kill us in a heartbeat if she wanted to. “I’m sorry to disappoint you,”
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