The Dead Series (Book 1): Week One of the Living
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“Lamar,” Rudy whispered loud. “Help me get something in front of the stairs!”
“Yea.” Lamar replied.
He stumbled about, still half asleep. Yet he threw his back into whatever they could find. At first it was a clothing armoire made of solid wood. They would lay down onto its side and completely block the stairs in the process. Still, they would heap more things up into a pile – completely roadblocking the dead, who were still feasting on Lisa's remains.
Desks, a large bathroom cabinet and a couple of television stands.
“We need to fill any drawers we see up with anything heavy.”
They were now stripping all of the small things from each of the rooms upstairs and dumping them into the drawers of the cabinets, which gave the pile of junk serving as a roadblock a lot more authority.
As dead began to claw at the pile, they found that it wouldn't budge. The stairs were too narrow to get many bodies shuffling up at one time. Three, maybe four sets of hands pounding against the thick wood...that was it.
Lamar looked over the edge, across the banister and shook his head.
“Must be fifty of 'em down there.”
“We're good,” Rudy said with sweat on his brow. “They aren't coming up here anytime soon, but we can't take out eyes off of this pile. Just as a precaution.”
“How long will it hold them?” Pam asked.
“A long time,” Rudy replied. “But most of the things were need are downstairs. We need to find a way out of here as soon as possible.”
“It's my fault.” Derick admitted.
“What are you talking-” Pam began.
“Lisa is dead because of me. I was supposed to be on watch – I fell asleep.” Derick admitted, swallowing his pride.
“Hell kid, you haven't slept in almost four days. It was bound to happen,” Rudy said. Doing what he could to cheer the young man up. “Besides, she never should have stormed off to go downstairs in the first place. That basement door didn't hold. Lots of things played into this. It isn't your fault.”
“What are we going to do now?” Lamar asked.
“I don't know.” Rudy replied.
I don't know.
For a moment, everything was beautiful. Sunlight began to peek through the curtains upstairs and Derick could see the sun snooping over the horizon. A magical splashing of reds and yellows followed behind, lighting up the clouds around it.
He wanted to believe that it was Lisa's way of telling him that she was better off now. That sunset was her apology.
No, she shouldn't have run downstairs in a tirade and he certainly shouldn't have followed her. But he'd made plenty of mistakes since the first hours of the plague, too.
Making love to Lisa certainly wasn't one of them.
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Previous books by John M. Davis
Heroes
Heroes of Destiny
Heroes of Battle
Heroes of Fate
Terminus
Terminus (Terminus, an Introduction)
Terminus: Ghost Planet
Gunship
Gunship (Gunship, book 1)
Glimmeria (Gunship, book 2)
Reflections (Gunship, book 3)
Gears and Spears (Gunship, book 4)
Legendary (Gunship, book 5)
Space Rebels (Gunship, book 6)
Fleet
The Fleet (Fleet, book 1)
The Blood War (Fleet, book 2)
Chaotic Worlds (Fleet, book 3)
The Afterworlds (Fleet, book 4)
The Run (Fleet, book 5)
The Great War (Fleet, book 6)
Vampire Hunters (Fleet, book 7)
Return of the Fear (Fleet, book 8)
Singles
Hammer (The Final War)
Atlantis
Rain of the Dead
The Colony
One Last Hero
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