“The series does some great stuff with perspective which gets you inside characters’ heads and into the action. It is worth checking out.” — Jay Wilburn
Teaser from Sanctuary From the Dead
Books of the Dead 1
by RJ Spears
When I turned my attention back to the street, I saw that the girl had made it to the north edge of the high school. A few of the faster moving zombies had separated themselves from the pack and had passed 9th street. There was still a good block and half between them and her, leaving us a decent margin of error for getting the kid off the streets. If she made it around the back of the church (and was spirited inside), the zombies would most likely just surge south in search of her. They weren’t known for their smarts, but more for their endless appetites.
She was parallel with the center of the high school when everything went to hell. The bike’s chain finally gave up the ghost, snapping in two, spilling the girl into the street. It was a nasty fall as she pitched forward, tumbling head first over the handlebars. She ended up face down in the street, lying motionless.
It was so violent, I wondered if the fall hadn’t killed her. Seconds ticked by, and I realized I was holding my breath.
She finally tried to raise her head when I saw the lead zombies speed up to be the first one to the dinner table. I let out my breath and took in another deep one.
I’m not the hero type, not at all, but I couldn’t tell you what got into me, other than a case of stark raving insanity. Something pushed me out the door and had me sprinting up the street towards the fallen girl, almost before I realized it. Maybe it was because I knew that no one else had a chance of getting to her? Maybe a better angel was giving me the courage? Or maybe I’m just recklessly stupid?
Since the zombies only shambled quickly, at best, I had the advantage. The real challenge would be getting back to the church. If I had to carry her, it would cut down on my chances of making a successful return trip. If that turned out to be the case, things would get interesting.
I had a pistol but I wouldn’t be able to carry her and shoot. Even at that, there were too many of them and not enough bullets for me to make some half-assed Custer’s Last Stand in the center of Waller Street. The only viable opportunity was to get her back to the church as quickly as I could.
The lead zombies were parallel with the northern edge of the high school when I reached her sprawled in the street. She was unnaturally still. Something in me hesitated, not wanting to touch her, fearing the worst. What had brought me out of the church at a run compelled me to reach down, though. As I touched her she moaned slightly and, as gently as possible, I turned her over. Her forehead was a mess. Blood flowed freely down her face, giving the impression she was wearing a skin-tight red mask. Her palms were badly abraded from trying to break her fall, dripping blood onto the pavement.
Looking up, I saw that I had seconds to get this child up and moving or the pack would be on us.
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Books of the Dead
Sanctuary from the Dead
Lord of the Dead
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07846HKB9/ref=series_rw_dp_sw
Dead Man’s Land
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0787JB9XP/ref=series_rw_dp_sw
Into the Deadlands
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B079XMR9DH/ref=series_rw_dp_sw
The Living and the Dead
https://www.amazon.com/Living-Dead-Zombie-Apocalypse-Novel-ebook/dp/B07CQ8BTPC/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
Forget the Zombies
Forget the Alamo
Forget Texas
Forget America
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00PTWUZBS/ref=series_rw_dp_sw
Forget the Zombies Box Set (Books 1-3)
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