Hungry Series: Tomes 1 & 2
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The thing still standing in front of them was opening its rotten mouth, its lower mandible trembling.
A second shot from the gun literally blew off the top half of the zombie's skull.
Red, disgusted, shielded her eyes with one hand so that they would not receive the brain matter that began to rain around the tall creature that was now motionless. Its brain destroyed, it fell to its knees and, face down, it heavily collapsed forward.
What remained of its liquefied brain flowed from the flaring top of its skull, the reddish liquid with a disgusting rotten smell almost spreading to the technician still caught in the cement. His head was immobilized, too, in the gray gangue, visibly hardening. The man watched in horror as the liquid came toward his face and he closed his eyes, preparing to be splashed by the liquid that was probably very contagious. Several seconds elapsed while, eyes closed as tightly as possible, he waited with fear for the arrival of the auburn and stinking substance.
To his great surprise, long seconds passed by, but he didn't feel the slightest contact with any liquid.
The technician timidly opened his eyes to find, with relief, that the puddle had stopped just inches from his face. The smell of decay and dried blood from the liquid made him nauseous.
He heard a sound almost like an explosion as he was shaken.
Then, surprised, he looked all around him.
The top of the cement gangue that had held him prisoner seemed to have partly exploded. Looking at his freed neck and upper bust, he saw huge black hands that continued to tear off remnants of hardened cement around him, as if these fragments had no more consistency than cardboard.
Raising his chin, the technician saw in his field of vision the head of Harry Jackson who, smiling at him, continued to free his body from the grayish gangue. The technician, who was trying hard to get up, saw on the ground next to him, at the feet of his liberator, a sort of weird rifle with a futuristic look.
"It's over, my friend, you're safe," the good giant exclaimed happily as he helped the man, just as smiling, to get up.
A huge sound like a landslide made both jump.
Turning their heads they saw with horror that the wall had completely collapsed.
"No, this is just the very beginning!" Red shouted, holding the guard of her crystal sword firmly in her hands, while all saw in horror nightmarish silhouettes emerging from the cloud of dust left by the collapsed wall.
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End of Volume 2 – BESIEGED
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