A New Death (Savannah's Only Zombie Novel) Read Free

yanked back on
his makeshift spear, pulling free from her arm. The jolt sent her back a few
steps. She regained her footing and came at him again. He hit her again, this
time square in the right lung. Nothing. Again no screaming or any signs of
pain.
    What in the world is going on?
    He yanked back on the mop again, freeing the handle. She
lost her balance again, but quickly was right back on top of Jeremy. This could
not be happening.
    She should be dead right now...
    The anger rose up in him. He set his feet, let out a yell,
and lurched forward, sinking the stick directly into the girl’s eye socket. It
sunk in deep and she fell to her knees, then to the floor. She was dead. For
good this time.
    Sweet Jesus, what did I just do? He thought to
himself. I had to. I had no choice. It was self-defense. I just had to. She
wouldn’t stop...
    As Jeremy reasoned with himself, trying to find some reason
to make what just happened okay, or believable for that matter. The store was
empty now. All the customers and the rest of the staff were long gone. It was
now just Jeremy and three dead bodies. One of which, was because of his doing.
    “Uhh...”
    A moan came from Ashley’s collapsed body. Jeremy ran over to
her and knelt down next to her. He pulled her up into his arms. She was still
alive. Her breath was shallow, her breathing affected by the loose, mangled
skin covering her face. She looked completely unrecognizable to him. The only
thing that Jeremy could connect with her former self was her bright, blue eyes,
which seemed much more vibrant compared to the ground hamburger look of her
face.
    “Ashley,” was all he could muster up.
    He sat there and watched as she died in his arms. Her body
tensed and then relaxed as she breathed her last strained breath. She was dead.
Jeremy sat there for a moment, soaking in everything that was happening. He was
having a hard time believing it. He so desperately wanted to be dreaming, but
he knew that just was not the case. He laid Ashley back down on the floor
gently.
    What the hell is going on? I just killed a woman and
Ashley just died in my arms. What the hell? And Brian’s dead too, but who the
fuck cares about Brian?
    As he hung his head low, eyes shut tight; he tried to figure
out what to do. Mid-thought, he heard movement. The store was still empty. The movement
came from in front of him. The girl that just died in his arms, the girl who he
felt the life go out of her, was now getting back onto to her knees, and
attempting to stand back up. This was not good. There was no thinking, “Oh,
good! She’s alive!” No, this felt all wrong. This was not a happy ending.
    Jeremy watched on in horror as she began to do the same
chomping movement that the other girl had been doing. He tried to slowly back
away towards the door, not trying to draw any attention to himself. She didn’t
seem to notice him. Brian was also making his way to his feet again. The two of
them just stood there, in what seemed like a daze. They were aware of each
other. Brian tilted his head back and let out a bellowing moan.
    It was horrible. Long and drawn out, it was filled with
anguish. It seemed to last forever. Jeremy was mere feet from the door, his
steps quiet and calculated. There was no need to bring attention to himself.
The two newly reanimated corpses began to shuffle around, noses up in the air,
sniffing for something. It seemed that Ashley was having trouble, seeing that
she had lost her nose. But it quickly dawned on Jeremy what they were sniffing
for. They were looking for food. They were looking for him.
    As soon as his foot hit outside the doors, he turned and
bolted for the back of the building. He had chained his bike up there before
his shift. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the parking lot was
a mess due to all the panic. There were cars smoking from collisions, a few
people yelling, but most had just fled the scene. Which was exactly the same
thing Jeremy was planning on doing.