Lilah craned her neck and stared at it. At the impossibility of it.
It was a massive wild boar. Five hundred pounds of muscle and hunger. Brutish, ugly, with a barrel chest, short legs, and wicked tusks.
But that was not the worst part of it.
Flesh hung in bloodless strips from the massive shoulders. Its teeth were caked with rotted meat. It stank of rot and death.
It was impossible.
And yet . . . it was a zombie.
Lilah screamed.
The monster roared with terrible hunger as it charged.
25
NIX’S SHOT GALVANIZED EVERYONE INTO MOTION.
Carter flung himself to the ground, twisting and firing as he fell. Nix dropped down to avoid the buckshot, but the pellets went high and wild, chasing birds screaming from the trees.
Sarah clutched Eve to her chest and dove into the tall grass.
Chong staggered backward from the blast and stood teetering on the edge of the ravine, his arms pinwheeling, while below him the zoms let out a renewed moan of hunger.
Benny had to drop his sword to grab him, but he spun fast and flung Chong with unintended force straight into Riot. They slammed down on the ground and vanished into the brush.
For a moment only Benny was left standing.
Then Nix and Carter both rose to their knees, guns coming up. Benny dove for his sword and skidded five feet on his chest.
“Don’t!” he cried, but Nix fired again, forcing Carter to dive sideways again.
Benny heard a thwop sound, and something whipped through the air a finger’s width from his cheek. He saw Riot lying on her side with the slingshot in her hands. She’d aimed at Chong, who was already on his feet, but the stone missed him and almost hit Benny.
Riot’s hands moved with incredible speed as she fished out another stone and seated it into the sling.
“Chong—run!” yelled Benny, but Chong was already in motion, cutting away from them toward the nearest stand of pinyon trees. His only weapon was a wooden bokken, and that was the wrong thing to bring to this fight. Benny was relieved to see Chong dive into the shadowy woods.
Carter got to his knees again and put his shotgun to his shoulder.
“Riot!” he yelled. “Get out of the way.”
Benny turned to see that Riot was aiming her next rock at Nix. Benny dove into Nix, knocking her out of the way. Riot’s stone hit hard on his hip, and it hurt like hell.
He landed sloppily but got up fast, bringing his sword up.
Riot snarled at him, and there was murder in her eyes as she fished out another stone.
“Don’t,” he warned.
She drew back the sling—and froze.
Carter and Sarah and Eve froze too, all of them staring at the eastern woods, their eyes wide.
Benny heard it then.
The motor sound he’d heard earlier.