Surviving The Dead: Heartland Zombie Apocalypse Vol. 1 Read Free

with blood and brains and when she washed my face some of her freckles turned out to be dried blood too.  Crystal was a little concerned about getting infected, but none of the soldiers she was with had shown concern so hopefully she would be okay. 
    After changing Crystal met Amy outside, being left handed Crystal had the pistol on her left hip and the survival knife just behind it.  Amy had Crystal switch the knife to her right hip saying, “If you get into a pack of Dee's your going to want to be able to fill both hands.” 
     
    Amy then led Crystal over to where breakfast was being served.  A tremendous number of people were gathered there the majority of which were soldiers. At the back of the food line was a young man Crystal believed she recognized.
     
    “Tobin, Tobin Grey is that you?”, Crystal called.
     
    Tobin had grown up on the farm adjacent to the Innes spread and had a crush on Crystal as long as he could remember, “Crystal, oh my word, your the last person I expected to see here.  I am so glad to see you.”
     
    Crystal being a couple years older, never encouraged Tobin, so it was entirely uncharacteristic of her to run to him me and hug him close.  Finding such a familiar face suddenly reminded Crystal of  her parents and she broke down and cried into his shoulder.  Tobin did his best to comfort her, but secretly enjoyed the closeness of the woman he had desired from afar for so long.
     
    Eventually Crystal gathered herself and released Tobin from her embrace, “Your parents, your sister are they here as well?”
     
    “No they are gone, you and I and a handful of others are all that is left from our town.  What about you, are your parents here?”, Tobin answered sorrowfully.
     
    Crystal just wiped back a tear and shook her head.
     
    The pair got their breakfast, powdered eggs, toast, and coffee and found a spot to eat.  Tobin started filling Crystal in on what has been happening at camp, “I've been here a day and a half and there has been a steady stream of survivors trickling in.  The soldiers are pretty tight lipped as to what is going on, but I guess we all know it is not good.  They keep a steady watch and every once and a while you hear them shooting at Dee's.  Most of the survivors are pretty traumatized and stick to themselves.”
     
    Tobin pointed out a large good-natured looking man, “The big guy over there is Ivan McPherson, he's a one man welcoming committee.  I think he was one of the first ones here and he makes a point of getting to know everyone.  There is something about him that seems to put people at ease.  His wife Ivy and their two teenage daughter are here as well.” 
     
    Crystal spied an attractive young woman walking to the breakfast line showing way too much skin,  “Well there is an interesting choice of attire.” 
     
    Tobin chuckled, “That is Amelia Cavendish, her dad is Myles Cavendish, some big wig executive type.  Her mother is here too and she is about half Myles age.  Myles isn't the worst sort, but Amelia and here mom, flirt, pout, and whine, just to get their way.”
     
    Just then they called us over so the Colonel could address the crowd.  Tobin and Crystal made their way to the other side of the circle where the unit commandeer stood in the back of a truck waiting for everyone to filter over. 
     
    When everyone had gathered Colonel Osgood's voice came over the loud speakers, “Please settle down and give me your attention.  I am Colonel Osgood and I wish I could give you all better news.  I can tell you though we do have a plan that is your best chance for survival.  You folks probably know this already, but the world as we knew it, is over.  However, you people and other groups like you are our best hope to reclaim this country.  The dead, what we are calling the Dee's have us outnumbered.  Fortunately many parts of Nebraska are lightly populated and that is your edge.  Over the past few days as my soldiers have