Gabriel grimaced and took another look around the room. Suddenly, his face lit up with excitement. He pointed above his head and exclaimed, “The ceiling!”Everyone exchanged confused glances.“What about the ceiling?” asked Aliyah. “Do you want us to hide in it?”Gabriel sighed in frustration. Without another word he grabbed one of the desks and carried it over to the nearby wall. Pushing himself up on it, he explained, “I used to be in I.T., remember? At a school. We had drop ceilings exactly like this.”He pushed open one of the ceiling panels and raised his head up to get a look around. Frowning, he dropped down from the desk and then carried it to the wall on the opposite end of the room. Everyone followed behind him.As he climbed up and pushed open the ceiling from this new position, he continued explaining. “We did a lot of wiring from room to room, and in order to do that with these concrete walls, there were usually crawlspaces… Yes!”He looked back down from the open ceili
The plan had worked perfectly, and certainly enough the door to the office area was closed and most of the zombies had been trapped inside, unaware that Gabriel was no longer in there with them. A few stragglers were roaming about, having lost the scent of their prey a little earlier than the others, but Jake and the rest of the group were making quick work of these. By the time Mac and Gabriel dropped out of the ceiling, the others were finishing off the last of these stragglers.Their work done, Aliyah turned to Gabriel and gave him an annoyed look. “Señor Buffett?” she said, her tone dripping with irritation. “Really?”“What?” Gabriel asked, innocently. “It was all I could think of in the spur of the moment.”“Yeah,” Daina chimed in, stepping away from a zombie her and Jay had just taken out. “There’s a part of my old life I thought I’d never hear again.”“Well then, you’re welcome,” said Gabriel , a bit snippily.“Let’s just get out of here,” suggested Gabriel. “I have most ce
“When things go wrong, it is always easy to blame God. But when things go right, we always praise our own industriousness. But don’t you see it’s the same? God gave us free will. There cannot be strings attached. If he interferes at all, then that limits our free will. Like the old saying about teaching a man to fish, God gave us the tools to help ourselves. But while tools can be used to build, they can also be used to destroy. Just the same, man has the ability to do good, but he also has the same ability to do great evil. And you know as well as I do that this, as you say, the nightmare world in which we live, it was not created by God but by man.”“And so your god sees that as being fair? For the entire world to be punished for the sins of the few?”“We were all cast out of Eden for the sins of but a single person. You look at this, and all you see is the evil that has been created. But can you not also see the good that has been done? The people, complete strangers, coming togeth
Daina, Mac, and Aliyah cut left, while Gabriel, Gabriel , Jay, and Jake headed right. They each picked a zombie and began attacking. The zombies had noticed them and began heading toward them, but the group was ready. They each picked a zombie and approached it, weapons raised. Gabriel tried to focus on his zombie, but couldn’t help but watch his companions.As with previous times he had been in these situations, he was struck with the professionalism of the group. They worked so much in tandem that the coordination seemed impossible without communication, but there was none. He couldn’t help but wonder again if maybe Devin had taken everyone through some drills that he, with his need to be a loner, had missed out on. Whatever the reason, they were efficient. It was only a matter of moments before the stragglers had been cleared out.Gabriel straightened and rested his bat up on one shoulder. “Well, I guess that’s good,” he started to say, but a sharp cry of surprise from Jake cut h
“Run for it!” Gabriel screamed, and lurched forward to follow his own advice. He had meant for them to run for the base, for cover, but when he turned to look, he noticed that Daina was sprinting through the broken gate.“Daina, no!” he shouted, skidding to a stop to turn after her.Gabriel, who was furthest back, also skidded to a stop. He waved Gabriel on and called, “Go! I’ll watch her!”“Gabriel!” Aliyah called, and tossed him her shotgun.He caught it and, to Gabriel ’s surprise, continued the motion into a graceful spin taking him out of reach of a diving gargoyle. He ended the spin by raising the weapon and firing it straight into the creature’s back. It crumbled just like the first one had, and about as quickly. Gabriel ran on past.“Look out!” Jay shouted, tackling Gabriel to the ground. A gargoyle swooped by, its claws ripping at the area where Gabriel ’s head had been just moments before. He had been so caught up in watching Gabriel, he had forgotten to keep any eye out
His voice was unusual. It boomed loud and angrily, bouncing off the walls almost as if in stereo. It seemed like two voices were coming out of his throat.“What?” Gabriel heard himself say, not fully cognizant in that moment of the fact that he even could speak.“Who are you?” the creature demanded. It had not moved from its original spot. The rage had left its features, and it now regarded them with the cold disinterest of a scientist studying cell cultures.“Who are we?” Gabriel echoed. “Who are you?”“What the hell have you done to this guy?” Jay asked, stepping forward to get a closer look at the person laying on the table. It was a second man. His skin had an uneven patchwork design to it as well, but he was perfectly still. “He’s dead!”With a speed that completely contradicted the façade of calm radiating off the creature it whipped up a large, serrated surgical knife from the table and aimed it straight at Jay’s chest. “You stay away from him! He is perfect!”“Perfect?” Jay
Only one of the creatures stepped into the room, though a thundering echoing down the halls told them that the other rooms were similarly being checked.They all hunched up as much as they could, trying to reduce their chances of being detected. They couldn’t see the creature, but they could hear it moving around. And they could hear its breathing… a strange, almost gasping sound like it was sniffing the air. Like it was a bloodhound on the hunt.Suddenly they could hear its footsteps pounding to the far wall of the room. It seemed as though it had detected something they had not. A moment there came an immense crashing sound, the clatter of which was so loud and so close by that Jake let out an involuntary squeak of alarm. She immediately clamped a hand over her mouth, her eyes going wide with the terror of what consequences her own actions might have wrought.Gabriel , sitting on the outside, dared a glance around the edge of the desk.The clattering sound had come from a large, met
They followed the maze of hallways this way and that, until finally they ran out of places to run. With no other options, they took the door at the end of the corridor with hopes to find somewhere to hide.This room already had several upturned tables, chairs, and desks, and Gabriel and Jay ran towards one, leaped up and over, and came down into a crouch on the far side.“What are we gonna do?” demanded Jay between gasps for breath. “We can’t keep running forever.”“No we can’t,” agreed someone.Gabriel nearly jumped out of his skin. He spun away from Jay, facing the other direction for the first time, and discovered the others of their group were already hiding in the room.“Christ!” he spat. “Like my nerves aren’t on end enough.”“How the hell did we all end up here?” asked Jay.“It just seems like all directions lead to this room,” Aliyah said, shrugging.“Anyone else get the uncomfortable feeling like we’ve been herded like cattle?” Mac asked.They sat in uncomfortable silence a
At the end of the line Gabriel found another big building, which he knew the moment he stepped inside had to be a barracks. It was like a much larger version of the living quarters at the compound they had found in Texas. Just four long lines of beds stretching across the length of the room, with no care shown for privacy or individuality. All part of the process of breaking the spirit.“Newbie.”Gabriel turned toward the sound of the voice, to see someone, a prisoner, not a guard, judging from his clothes, staring at him. The stranger pointed toward the far wall and said, “You’ll want to see the manager. Hurry up.”Following with his eyes to where the man was pointing, Gabriel could see a window set into the wall, and realized there was probably some kind of office over there. He nodded a quick thanks to the man, only to discover he had already walked away, and then headed down the lines of beds toward the office.The door to the small room was open, and inside he found a woman se
“Uh… no,” replied Gabriel , noting strong hints of what seemed like a British accent in the creatures voice. “It’s an old term for a creature that slowly spreads through a village like a plague.”“Ah, such as the Vourdalak.”Gabriel blinked in surprise at this comment, stunned into silence.“Yes, well,” the creature continued, “it has long been the modus operandi of your kind to blame others for your own wrong doings. Judging from the state of things, I would say you plagued yourselves plenty well enough on your own without any help from me or mine. No doubt you still think yourself clever for the snide comment, however.”Gabriel had felt clever for the remark, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to admit that now.The vampire placed his cane on the ground and leaned on it with both hands, bending down to stare at Gabriel from a smaller distance.“Where are your others?” he asked.Gabriel ’s eyes widened, but he just shook his head. “What others?”“Don’t lie to me. We returned to the
“Turn out all your pockets, then,” said the big man. Gabriel did as he was told, or at least as well as he could seeing as most of the pockets in his cargo pants weren’t really designed for being turned out.When the others were satisfied he wasn’t carrying anything, the man tipped his head up to indicate Gabriel should move through the turnstile.Once through, the first figure motioned for him to stand on a line taped to the floor. She was holding one of the devices from the table in her right hand, a weird thing that looked a little like an electric razor only with a sharp point at the end instead of round blades. Once he was in place she said, “Roll up your sleeve and place your left arm on the table.”“What?” he asked stupidly. “Left sleeve. Arm. Table,” she answered, pointing at each thing in turn as she said it.Gabriel stared at the device in her hands but otherwise did not move. “What are you going to do with that?” he asked.Hands grabbed him from behind, pulling at his
“Hey, what’s the big idea?” Gabriel asked, annoyed. He blinked rapidly, clearing away more of the blurriness, until he could see that this wasn’t Joe and the others. He was surrounded by zombies. Gabriel let out a yelp and fell backwards, only to be shoved again from that side. This time the shove balanced him onto his feet, and he turned around to find that there were more zombies back in that direction, cutting off his path to the inside of the hospital. He turned toward the parking lot, only to see zombies had moved into position there, as well. He continued circling and found that he was surrounded on all sides by the undead. They had trapped him in, with nowhere to run. He felt like crying. He felt like panicking. But neither would help him then. So he closed his eyes, tucked his chin into his shoulder, and waited for the end. But nothing happened. Gabriel could hear some shuffling of feet, some of the eerie, inhuman moans that seemed to be an involuntary sound that the
Gabriel was fairly confident he couldn’t be seen from his position, since the doctor hadn’t noticed him yet. But undoubtedly the doctor was finally taking note of the rearranged equipment in the room. The beds moved out of place, the random cart just visible over the top of the halfway wall. At first glance it all might have looked normal enough, but the closer scrutiny he gave it as he stood there talking was enough to finally make him realize the difference. Bennet stopped talking and began walking, straight down the hallway toward the room. He moved cautiously, as though expecting at any moment to step on a landmine, but he continued on regardless. He reached the door, opening it with the same level of caution, peering around one last time before finally stepping into the room. After a moment he stumbled, one leg catching on a strip of cloth that tore away. A shelf of equipment came crashing down, slamming the door shut and barring across it as various items smashed against the
Horror movies told him that he should be looking at somebody horribly deformed, or wearing the skin of another person, or with a head full of small, scary spikes. Something. This guy could have been his doctor in the days before and Gabriel would’ve thought nothing of it. This man could’ve walked up to the gates of Joe’s little bunker community and they would’ve let him in and never thought twice about it. It was terrifying to contemplate. “Hello?” the man called, and just the sound of that simple word, muted and muffled as it was coming through the wall, turned Gabriel ’s blood to ice.The stranger started to turn away from the room, but then something made him stop and turn back.“Are you there?” the man continued calling out as he surveyed the room through the window with what looked like, at least in Gabriel ’s opinion, a sadistic grin. “That wasn’t what it looked like. I was trying to help that man.”Yeah, real convincing, thought Gabriel , but he remained silent as he crawled
He considered his options, favoring the one that said he could just wait there for the others to show up. But he didn’t know how long that would be and there was some good he could do inside the building while there.So taking a deep, steadying breath he pushed his way through the nearest doorway and headed deeper into the hospital.The hallways were dark, which was expected, but that expectation didn’t stop them from being especially eerie. Somehow, here and there, some emergency lights still clung desperately to life, flickering on and off at random times, throwing long, twisted shadows where they could span across the walls and floors, and leap out from around corners. The daylight provided sufficient illumination to counteract the lack of interior lighting, but as all the windows on the ground floor seemed to be either heavily tinted or located where the light bounced first off of walls before entering the rooms, the bluish glow it created only added to the ominous mood of the hos
“Gabriel !”Sturdy hands wrapped around his upper arms and shook him. He turned his head and his clearing vision made out the image of Joe standing in front of him. “Gabriel , get it together. We have to go. Now!”Gabriel nodded his head and tried to take a deep breath, and then found himself taking several quick gasping breaths. Was he panicking? He didn’t have time to panic.With as much certainty as he could manage he nodded his head. “Right,” he agreed, “let’s go.”They each turned and ran off in separate directions.This had all been worked out in advance, each person memorizing a map of the town, studying it, learning each street and alleyway. They’d all settled on a divided running path before they ever stepped foot outside of the base. So Gabriel knew where to go.Or he thought he did.Though he hadn’t been willing to admit it with the others, he had never been particularly good with maps, not great at visualizing the 2D images with 3D spaces. So it wasn’t that surprising w
“I’m telling you, you go to that place, the only thing you have to look forward to is death. You’re better off here. Just keep your heads down, hide out, and maybe they’ll never come for you. That’s the best thing to hope for.”There was a long silence marked only by the sound of some uncomfortable shuffling. Claire stepped forward so she could get a better look at him. “But… Gabriel … you went into the caves. You tried to make a difference.”“I was wrong, okay?”Gabriel shouted the words so loud that Claire took a step back.“I was wrong. I was an idiot and I was wrong and people suffered because I was wrong. I suffered because I was wrong. The world is worse off now than it was before, all because I had to go play hero. Well there are no heroes. There’s only the living and the dead and you’re either one or the other. You can stay here and stay alive or you can go out there and join the ranks of the dead. Those are your options. I don’t care which you choose, but if you choose deat