For that to happen, he knew, he would have to make sure to keep the vast majority following after him. He began stomping and shouting all the more, jumping up and waving his hands as high in the air as he could get them to ensure their due attention. The creatures were getting close, very close, and he began to step backwards as he continued his display. He knew if he lost too many going down this hallway, then his efforts were pointless. However, he also knew that if he tripped and fell while walking backwards it would be the end of him.
He tried not to think about that part.The hallway was eerily dark. The cloudy sky brought on the fear of it being late evening, and what little ambient light there was did not reach all the way down the hallway. Normally, this issue was dealt with by a number of small lights along the hallway walls, but with the power out those lights were gone, leaving part of the path in almost complete darkness. It was almost the perfect mood for a horror film, Gabriel thought to himself. All it needed was for one of the wall lights to be flashing occasionally.The journey was excruciatingly slow, though every now and then he had to speed up a little. A few times he took several steps backwards instead of just one. Once, after a creature almost grabbed him, he turned and ran several steps before returning to the task of keeping all attention focused on him. Despite this, it seemed to Gabriel that there was no progress being made at all. He began to think he’d be trapped down that long, dark hallway for the rest of eternity, forever trying to stay just out of reach of hundreds of creatures trying to devour him.Suddenly he was back in the daylight. He had reached the other side. He turned his head quickly, realizing that he had to be close to the next set of stairs. Sure enough, the metal railway was right there, so close that if he had taken so much as one more step he would have run into it, hard, and probably have knocked himself flat.Ducking, he came around the side of it and hurried off a few steps, trying to again put some distance between himself and his rabid followers while he pondered his next move. He had never really been over to this part of the complex much, and had completely forgotten what was over here. What he saw surprised him, but also put a smile on his lips.Before him, the path split off to his left and to his right. On both side it came to an end at another hallway leading through another of the apartment buildings, but before him stretched a clearing. On the far side of this clearing was the outside gate of the apartment, and he could see the empty streets beyond. But, before that, in the center of the clearing, was the second pool.He had completely forgotten that the complex even had a second pool. Even if he had remembered, he probably wouldn’t have realized it was in this part of the complex. Yet this was the perfect opportunity, the very saving grace he needed at just that moment. The pool was surrounded, on all four sides, by a metal gate just like the one around the first pool. This one wasn’t connected to any buildings, and only had the one entrance, but that didn’t really matter. He was going to use basically the same trick twice in one day. And considering how well it had worked the first time, he had little doubt that he could get them all attacking the gate and then loose them.The entrance to the pool area was down the left path, so that’s the way he headed. He didn’t bother trying to wave or shout and grab attention as he went, he just hurried off, assured that enough of them were following at this point. He reached the gate and tried to open it, and the smile quickly fell from his face.A thick, heavy looking padlock hung, locked, around the opening lever for the gate. There was no way he was getting this door open. He looked around for another solution, but realized with a sinking feeling that it was either keep running or climb the gate. Taking a glance back the way he’d come, he realized that enough of the creatures had followed him that this was still his best solution. Just my luck, thought Gabriel , a disgusted grimace on his face. With a deep sigh, he climbed up onto the first rung.He reached up and grabbed the upper rung, and began trying to pull. Almost immediately he could feel exhaustion entering his limbs, and he inwardly cursed the amount of sodas, fast food, and video games he had consumed in the past couple of years. If only he had taken a P.E. class instead of computer science, this might not be so hard. His face was beat red, and the strain was almost unbearable. His feet kicked about, fighting for any kind of foothold to help push him up, but there was nothing - just the one rung at the bottom of the fence and the second rung at the top. Still, he could feel himself slowly moving upwards, his arms shaking wildly as he did, but not giving out. With immense effort, he managed to maneuver himself into a position where he could raise his right knee up and onto the upper rung. This gave him slightly better leverage, and with a look of great determination he pulled himself the rest of the way up. Once he was able to set his other foot down on the top rung, he knew he had made it.With a triumphant yelp, he leaped down to the ground on the far side of the fence. He hit hard and rolled, coming to a stop on his back. His chest was heaving, and his eyes couldn’t focus. The world seemed to be dancing a tango around him, moving up and down, this way and that, much too fast for him to make heads or tails of anything. The dirt was soft, maybe even a little moist. Gabriel felt like he could lie on that patch of grass forever.Something patted woodenly at his shoulder, bringing the young man out of his stupor. He sat up with a jolt, remembering where he was and what he was doing. Looking behind him, he saw that one of the creatures had fallen, but its arm reached between posts in the gate and was attempting to grab at him, had nearly grabbed him. Several of its compatriots were already pressing themselves against the gate as well, trying desperately to reach him, to feed on him. But they couldn’t. Metal bars left him perfectly safe. He smiled, pleased with himself.A loud crash, followed by a horrible screech, split the air.Gabriel covered his ears, horrified by the sound. It didn’t seem to be coming from the creatures, but he couldn’t tell where it had originated. It did, however, have the unfortunate side effect of pulling the attention of some of the things, and they began turning back in the direction of the parking lot. He knew he had to do something, and looked around for an answer. There was only one.With yet another sigh of annoyance, Gabriel climbed up onto a table. Turning to face the monsters, he resumed his jumping up and down, waving his arms as high in the air as he could get them and shouting. “Hey, you stupid dead guys!” he called. “Don’t you see me? I’m alive. Eat me! Come on!”It was maybe not the best solution, but it did seem to get the creatures to turn back around. At least, most of them turned, which was going to have to be enough. Gabriel climbed down from the table, then hoisted it off the ground and began carrying it across to the other side of the pool area. Every few feet he stopped, putting the table down and taking a quick breather. This was more exercise than he had gone through in years. He was quickly remembering why he hadn’t taken one of those P.E. classes. FeGabriel ng this tired sucked. A lot.With a great big grunt of determination, Gabriel lifted the table and carried it the last few feet to the fence. Carrying it had been hard work, but not nearly as much work as climbing the fence had been. Now, he had a boost. He glanced around, taking stock of his enemies. Most of them were still at the gate entrance. A few had started around the side of the fence, but it didn’t exactly seem as though they were following him. In fact, considering that there were others that just seemed to be wandering about aimlessly, he figured those few that were a little bit closer probably had no clue what they were doing, and wouldn’t notice him being on their side of the fence.FeGabriel ng safe enough, he climbed the table, and then up onto the top rung of the fence. Taking one last look around to make sure none of the creatures were anywhere particularly close, he jumped.“Well, I’ll be damned.”From his position in what was now the lead car, Mac watched the events unfolding. He could hardly bGabriel even his aviator sunglasses-covered eyes. Reaching up, he pulled off his red and white trucker cap and scratched his head through his shaggy, brown hair.“The sonuvabitch is actually pulling it off.”Jake had moved up from the back seat, and was now clasping the back of the passenger seat, surprise every bit as evident on her face. “They’re actually going after him,” she commented.Sure enough, almost all of the creatures from the parking lot were quickly disappearing down the hallway they’d seen Gabriel enter just moments before. A few stragglers stayed behind, but a few stragglers they could deal with.“It looks like we’re clear to go.”Mac turned his head to the left and looked out the window. Robert Cotton – the big, muscular man – had moved up and parked his car next to Mac’s. He was nodding his head to the words he had just spoken, eyes still focused on the distant hallway and the creatures attempting to force their way down it. He turned to meet Mac’s gaze and smiled. “What do you think?”“Well, I see no reason why we should wait around here,” Mac agreed.“Should one of us wait for the kid?” Elaine asked. She was sitting in the passenger seat of Cotton’s SUV, close enough to Mac that he could reach out and touch her. At the comment, he found himself wanting to reach out and strangle her. Comments like that, they only created more danger than they were worth. The kid had wanted to risk his neck. What should they care?“Elaine’s right,” Robert agreed. “What if his car doesn’t work? We shouldn’t just leave him stranded here. Not after how he helped us.”Mac gritted his teeth but said nothing. He knew what they were
“Help the others,” she demanded, a growl deep in her throat, as if warning him against trying to talk her out of anything. “Don’t worry about me.”Gabriel wanted to say something. He wanted to tell her that she was the only one he was worried about. He wanted to say that if she didn’t survive he would consider all his effort to have been pointless. He wanted to say a lot of things, but he knew how ridiculous he was being. So instead he bit his lip, fought back his growing fear, and shifted his position to peer into the passenger side window.Ryan’s head was turned away and dangling. It bobbed up and down to every slight movement of the vehicle. His arms hung similarly loose, dangling down across the car and bumping Mac as he made a series of frantic movements. Gabriel squinted, trying to get a better view of what he was doing, but it was almost impossible to tell past the cracked glass and Ryan’s motionless body.Realizing that time was quickly running short, Gabriel pulled at the
Mac waved his hand as if brushing away her concerns. “You have to,” he responded, firmly. “I’ll look after Ryan and Rob. Try to make sure they get out of here. What’s more important is saving you and the kids. Now get it." Jake didn’t move a muscle, a fact that Mac noticed after a moment. He turned his head and looked at her over his shoulder. A warm smile crossed his lips, a smile that couldn’t have possibly seemed more out of place in such a crazy nightmare that the world had become. “Hey, don’t worry about me,” he added. “Ain’t no flesh-eating jackass getting the better of me.”For a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, Jake still did not budge. Then, at last, with an ache in her heart, she turned and pulled open the door to Gabriel ’s car. She shot one last glance at Mac, who was standing near the front bumper of the SUV, his back to her and his shotgun resting on his shoulder. In the dim light of the evening, he looked strangely heroic.Jake sat down and closed the car do
Jake was over by the cash registers, busy ripping open the packaging on a flashlight so she could have one of her own. “I can’t bGabriel even how dark it is in here,” she whispered once he was close. Some light did stretch into the store, not just from the windowed front but from a line of small windows that stretched across the sides of the building near the ceiling, but she was right. Even as the store slowly grew more and more clear as their eyes adjusted to the dim interior, the long shadows between aisles and jutting silhouettes still cast an especially eerie pall on an already dark and creepy building.“We should check the camping section,” she added. “Some of those electric lanterns are pretty useful for times like this.”“Okay,” Gabriel agreed absently. While she worked he swept his flashlight in an arc across the store, on the lookout for any sign of movement. Jake finished shoving batteries into her own light and clicked it on. She reached up and put a hand on Gabriel ’s sh
He craned his neck and peered off in the direction of the back of the store. The aisles were already filling up with the creatures. Where the hell did they all come from? Gabriel wondered to himself. Jake followed his gaze and her eyes went wide at the sight. “Right,” she said, dumping one last bottle into her bag. She broke into a run and barreled past Gabriel and up to the car.“Should we shut the doors?” Gabriel called after her, hesitating for a moment.“Screw the doors, let’s get them!” Jake snapped. She pulled open the passenger’s side door and threw herself, bags and all, into the seat. Gabriel shrugged his consent and followed her lead.“What’s going on?” Nancy demanded as the car roared to life.“A swarm,” Gabriel answered. The tires screeched as he threw the car in reverse and blasted away from the store. “They came in through the back. It was like they were planning it.”“They can’t do that.” Nancy said, but there was a wavering uncertainty in her voice. She turned to
The big man took in the news with a deep intake of breath, as if he could breathe it all in and let his entire body process the information. Letting out a sigh, he shook his head sadly. “I never should have told them to wait,” he said.“Yeah,” Gabriel said absently, staring off into the distance. Suddenly, the actual words clicked in his head and he turned back to Robert with a jolt. “Wait, what? You told them to wait?” Robert nodded his affirmation, and a growl issued forth unintentionally from the back of Gabriel ’s throat. “You told them to wait? Who gave you the right to make that call? That totally went against my plan.”Jake and Robert gave the young man surprised looks, and across the room various eyes were beginning to turn in the direction of the suddenly heated conversation.“There’s no need for pointing fingers,” Jake began, but Gabriel cut her off.“There’s every reason for pointing fingers!” As if to lend credence to his words, Gabriel jabbed a finger at the bigger man
Gabriel offered a meek smile and sighed. “Well, it’s hardly important,” he said dismissively. “What about the others?” he added, motioning back at the group with his head.“The first one’s Matthew,” Daniel answered. Matthew was a tall man, easily six feet, probably more. He hovered over the other three, taller even than the preacher who was himself a rather tall man. Matthew was bigger, though, built like a boxer, with a broad chest and broad arms and legs like tree trunks planted firmly into the ground. “Matthew’s married to Kelsey. That’s her over there.” As he said this he motioned to a woman across the room, back behind Gabriel . He turned and looked. She was sitting by herself, eating something directly from a can. She was a fairly attractive, young woman, with shoulder length blonde hair and thick, rectangular glasses. Gabriel figured she couldn’t be more than a decade older than him, which would probably put her just a few years younger than Matthew.“The other one’s Stephan,
Daina reached over and placed her hand on Daniel’s. He met her eyes, and something exchanged in the silence between them. After a moment, he turned and looked back at Gabriel . “Seriously, how did you miss all of this? Don’t you have… friends? Family? Anyone who would have contacted you when things went from bad to worse?”The younger man’s jaw hardened. Truth be told, he hadn’t even had time to think about it yet. Everything since he’d left his apartment that afternoon had simply been about survival and trying to understand what had even happened. There in fact were a number of people he cared about, and he had not heard from even one of them. Minus the apocalypse occurring outside his door, not having heard from his friends or family for over two weeks wouldn’t have really been that abnormal. But once the dead started rising from the grave? Surely, at least one of them would have thought of him.“They must…” he began, the words choking off in his throat, “they must have… died… too e
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