I guess the question is where to begin? Maybe it’s the fact that the New Year is approaching or maybe it’s the fact that I’m neck deep in a six pack but I’m in quite a mood to write and to be personal about it. After a little over four solid months of posting a weekly chapter in a zombie novel I’ve been working on...
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Blood pounded in Eric’s ears like a war drum as the still of the truck cab was broken with the ragged gulps of air flooding in and out of terrified lungs as the truck tore down the dirt road. The truck fled down from the house like a scolded dog, fear rolling off it in waves. The wheel shuddered just a few millimeters from left...
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Eric looked down at the large hunk of meat consuming the majority of the perfect white plate in front of him. It looked like good china, did they break it out tonight for this special occasion? How much better did they think that their situation was going to be once He and Travis led them back to the farmhouse? Things must have been particularly grueling...
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Eric drove the truck keeping Brian and his four-wheeler within thirty feet of the truck’s grill at all times. They drove at a comfortable twenty-five miles per hour. Safety had become a lot more important a consideration versus speed in the last few days. They had been driving for ten minutes or so already and despite their near straight line westward they couldn’t manage to...
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Eric drove the truck keeping Brian and his four-wheeler within thirty feet of the truck’s grill at all times. They drove at a comfortable twenty-five miles per hour. Safety had become a lot more important a consideration versus speed in the last few days. They had been driving for ten minutes or so already and despite their near straight line westward they couldn’t manage to...
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The three men pushed through the front door of the farm supply store and found a man slumped over the handlebar of a four wheeler. The ATV was plastered with mud that had been left to drive on the chassis from early spring adventures. It looked in decent shape if a little trail worn; the driver looked in far worse shape. His shirt was dark...
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“Oh my god oh my god what am I going to do?” Matthew was frantically trying to cover his shoulder where the zombie had torn his skin off his bones with its broken rotting teeth. He looked pleadingly to the men around him. There was panic in the man’s eyes and he found cold compassion in the stares of the other men around him. They...
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The steady hum of the tires on the asphalt sent hypnotic vibrations through the truck frame teasing Eric into taking a nap. He couldn’t despite the fact that he wanted to. He as sitting in the passenger seat of one of the four trucks in their convoy, his job was to make sure that the road to the right of the truck was clear of...
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Later that night a second meeting was held and the priorities for recovery and survival were set. Because if the nature of our crisis and the need for continued focus on survival and expansion of the human race all efforts were to be made to rescue anyone not bitten during all future mission. It was also agreed that eventually we would make it a concerted...
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The slamming of car doors and truck beds was a dull thud outside the windows of the farmhouse as Eric, Sanchez, Senora Sanchez, Kirk, Armando, and a few of the other refugees from Rearden crowded around the dining room table. Almost all of the dozen chairs were occupied but the group had pulled themselves so close together that they only took up about half of...
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