Fighting to Survive (As the World Dies 2) - Page 49

“Wow,” she said in awe.

The elevator on the right side of the lobby chimed and the doors opened. A little girl staggered out, looked around, and rushed toward the nearest person.

“Freaky zombie kid,” Ken shouted.

Panic swept the room as they realized the armed guards were in the basement. Around Linda, people picked up bricks. Linda picked one up and hurled it at the girl. It hit her in the chin and knocked her back.

Linda smiled as her softball years paid off.

Another brick went careening toward the zombie and knocked her back.

There was a flurry of excitement as people continued to pelt the child with bricks, until she fell backwards onto the ground.

Linda ran up and stared down at the growling face of what had been a child then slammed the brick in her hands down on the girls head, shattering it into bloody chunks.

“Clear!” she shouted with satisfaction.

***

In the foyer to the ballroom, the last elevator opened. Travis stood ready, his gun aimed. Nerit stood beside him, also ready.

Inside was just a body, a truly dead body. It was the hotel manager.

His emaciated form and the condition of the elevator let them know he had either starved to death or died of dehydration. He was curled into a tiny ball, clutching his wallet. Pictures of his family spilled out from between his fingers in clear plastic sheets.

Travis leaned over and looked at the pictures, then up at Nerit.

“I guess we're done. ”

Nerit nodded.

Just like that, the day from hell was over.

Chapter 8

1. Beginnings…

There seemed to be very little time to sit back and enjoy their victory. Almost immediately, the clean up crews came in and began the messy job of removing the bodies. Anyone, who was strong and able enough to help was drafted into some part of preparing their new home for occupancy. Katie was exhausted, but knew it was necessary.

She reported in for her next assignment and joined the rest of the survivors in the hard work.

First, the bodies were removed and discarded out the loading dock behind the kitchen into a large truck. Wearing kerchiefs over their noses and mouths as masks, the hardiest of the survivors set about dragging the bodies out using hooks specially crafted for the job.

Sheets of plastic were used to wrap the corpses up then they were dragged out.

Nerit and a few of her trainees covered the disposal of the bodies from above. Tucked into the windows and balconies, they took out any zombie trying to get too close. So far there hadn’t been any major incidents. A few zombies made runs at the truck only to be taken down by the snipers.

Jason was part of the crew that was sent in to rip up the rug in the dining room. They cut it into long swaths that were then rolled up, put into plastic bags, then hauled out after the bodies. Some of the women and younger girls were given gloves and large buckets of water with bleach to clean up the blood splatter. Not a nice job, but a necessary one. Anything that was contaminated by the blood and innards of the zombies was removed.

Katie helped Stacey scrub down the kitchen floor and walls. They had to literally scrape up some of the gunk. Gretchen, the librarian, and a girl with red hair whose name Katie could never remember, also came in after awhile to scrub up the blood and gore.

“You know,” Stacey said after awhile, her light hair hanging in her eyes. “I really hate zombies. ”

“That does seem to be the general consensus,” Gretchen said with a laugh.

Katie scraped up what looked to be an intestine and chunked it into a bag. “Is it just me or is this getting easier to deal with?”

“I think I've stopped noticing the smell unless it’s really fresh,”

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