Death Plague Omnibus [Four Zombie Novels] (87 page)

“It’s ready,” said Rossini. “The coordinates have aligned.”

Joseph laughed. “Oh, that’s good news. It’s been fun!”

Kenny blinked, watching the three of them vanish. “You bastard!” he screamed. “No, you’re not leaving me here to die.”

The handle slid down, despite his best attempts to stop them. “You haven’t won,” he snarled. Kenny let go of the door and kicked it back, before spinning around and running in the opposite direction.

He charged down the hallway, painfully aware that the dead things weren’t far behind him. His body was close to collapse, he couldn’t keep this pace up for much longer, and with each faltering step they gained a few extra inches on him. Kenny’s adrenalin died at the sight of the barred metal door at the end of the hallway. “It can’t end like this!” he screamed. Kenny clenched his fists, then stopped and turned around.

“Come on then, you undead bastards!” he snarled at the two approaching zombies. “You won’t take me without a fight.” Kenny glared at the closest dead thing, a tall, middle-aged man with long, flowing white hair. “You’re going down!” He sent a silent prayer to his sister before running forward, screaming at the top of his lungs.

The End …?

Bright yellow light speared through his closed eyelids. He turned his head to the side and yelled out when he ended up with a mouthful of wet grass. Kenny snapped open his eyes and sat up. The fields stretched for miles in front of him, but this time, they weren’t empty. Thousands of people just like him were getting to their feet, looking around in fear and confusion.

Kenny spun around and ran towards the small collection of individuals standing in front of a small grey building. They had already seen him and were making their way towards Kenny. He growled low in his throat, wondering which one to smack first, wondering how he was going to find out where those two had taken his sister.