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Authors: Joseph Talluto
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unholstered my SIG and Charlie did the same with his Glock. We didn’t have time to hunt for the bastard, the remaining zombies were getting closer and tall grass hid them until you were on top of them, or they were on top of you.
Charlie and I stood back to back and waiting quietly, I heard movement to my right and looking down, sure enough the zombie was creeping slowly towards my leg. I bumped Charlie and he looked down and saw the Z as well. A skeletal hand reached through the grass and was just about to grab my ankle when my SIG barked and put the zombie down for good.
A groan got my attention and the rest of the zombies had reached the edge of the road and were now looking down at us. Their groans and our gunshots had attracted a lot more attention and what Charlie had said was zombie free turned out to be zombie full. I guessed we were looking at about fifty ghouls. Several of them started down the embankment, lost their footing and tumbled the rest of the way down. It was a putrid avalanche I had no intention of waiting for. I tapped Charlie on the arm and we ran back to the boat.
Tommy and Sarah and the others all had questions for us when we boarded the boat again and I gave them the long and short of it. Romeoville was dead, there was nothing to salvage that would be worth the risk of zombies. I also told them about the fast moving zombies and I saw Bev and Casey shudder as they considered the ramifications. The thought gave me the creeps as well.
6
We pushed off the canal edge and drifted away. Charlie nudged me and pointed back to where we had come and I could see several zombies, shuffling slowly along the edge of the canal, staying away from the water, but drawn to the meal that was drifting away. Charlie raised his rifle but I waved him off. They weren’t any danger, so there was no point in wasting the ammo.
We drifted farther south, coming up slowly to the town of Freeport. This town was in better shape than Romeoville and had been an old river town in its day. The original I&M canal ran through this area. Nate had made his way to this town and had secured parts of it. We would eventually make our way down here and retake this town as well. We didn’t need it right now, but I hoped eventually we would. There was a great stone building in Freeport that had once been a warehouse during the day of the canal, and would make a great fortification to use as a base for retaking the town.
I didn’t see any zombies as we drifted past, but I was sure they were there. They would always be there until we saw each and every one dead and burned.
We moved farther south, drifting lazily on the canal as the sun climbed higher in the sky. The canal was lined with trees and we moved in relative quiet. In fact, it was kind of boring. I found my mind wandering off in ways I hadn’t done for a year. It was weird how a little security made one relax.
I was in one of my mindless wanders when Sarah tapped me on the arm. We were approaching one of the locks on the canal, and there was a building that crossed three quarters of the canal. A lock system was on the left, and we would have to go through the locks to proceed further down the canal. I had considered this when we started off and we would have missed the locks had we followed the river, but we would have dealt with a lot of unseen underwater obstacles and I figured this was faster. But if the lock was closed we might be stuck.
We moved into the lock chute drifting slowly forward. We passed the lockkeeper offices and canal administrative offices of Joslin. We floated forward and luckily passed through the gigantic locks that regulated the flow of traffic on the canal. I figured the locks had been left open when everything went south, and no one had ever come back to set up the system again.
On the other side of the locks, the canal merged with the river, and the water flow was even faster. We were on the outskirts of Joslin and I was curious to see how
Charlie and I stood back to back and waiting quietly, I heard movement to my right and looking down, sure enough the zombie was creeping slowly towards my leg. I bumped Charlie and he looked down and saw the Z as well. A skeletal hand reached through the grass and was just about to grab my ankle when my SIG barked and put the zombie down for good.
A groan got my attention and the rest of the zombies had reached the edge of the road and were now looking down at us. Their groans and our gunshots had attracted a lot more attention and what Charlie had said was zombie free turned out to be zombie full. I guessed we were looking at about fifty ghouls. Several of them started down the embankment, lost their footing and tumbled the rest of the way down. It was a putrid avalanche I had no intention of waiting for. I tapped Charlie on the arm and we ran back to the boat.
Tommy and Sarah and the others all had questions for us when we boarded the boat again and I gave them the long and short of it. Romeoville was dead, there was nothing to salvage that would be worth the risk of zombies. I also told them about the fast moving zombies and I saw Bev and Casey shudder as they considered the ramifications. The thought gave me the creeps as well.
6
We pushed off the canal edge and drifted away. Charlie nudged me and pointed back to where we had come and I could see several zombies, shuffling slowly along the edge of the canal, staying away from the water, but drawn to the meal that was drifting away. Charlie raised his rifle but I waved him off. They weren’t any danger, so there was no point in wasting the ammo.
We drifted farther south, coming up slowly to the town of Freeport. This town was in better shape than Romeoville and had been an old river town in its day. The original I&M canal ran through this area. Nate had made his way to this town and had secured parts of it. We would eventually make our way down here and retake this town as well. We didn’t need it right now, but I hoped eventually we would. There was a great stone building in Freeport that had once been a warehouse during the day of the canal, and would make a great fortification to use as a base for retaking the town.
I didn’t see any zombies as we drifted past, but I was sure they were there. They would always be there until we saw each and every one dead and burned.
We moved farther south, drifting lazily on the canal as the sun climbed higher in the sky. The canal was lined with trees and we moved in relative quiet. In fact, it was kind of boring. I found my mind wandering off in ways I hadn’t done for a year. It was weird how a little security made one relax.
I was in one of my mindless wanders when Sarah tapped me on the arm. We were approaching one of the locks on the canal, and there was a building that crossed three quarters of the canal. A lock system was on the left, and we would have to go through the locks to proceed further down the canal. I had considered this when we started off and we would have missed the locks had we followed the river, but we would have dealt with a lot of unseen underwater obstacles and I figured this was faster. But if the lock was closed we might be stuck.
We moved into the lock chute drifting slowly forward. We passed the lockkeeper offices and canal administrative offices of Joslin. We floated forward and luckily passed through the gigantic locks that regulated the flow of traffic on the canal. I figured the locks had been left open when everything went south, and no one had ever come back to set up the system again.
On the other side of the locks, the canal merged with the river, and the water flow was even faster. We were on the outskirts of Joslin and I was curious to see how
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