Epilogue
2 Days Later
“Hurry up! We need to get out of here,” Zoe said from the driver’s seat of the stolen Prius.
Shots rang inside the AMPM as Patrick pushed the glass door open with a bag full of chips, nuts and lukewarm bottles of water.
“Come on!” she yelled.
Pat turned back toward the glass door and fired again, shattering it into a thousand shards of glass. An Existing Dead continued its advancement toward Pat. Using the sight on his pistol, Pat took aim at its chest. Using both eyes to aim, he fired. The bullet entered its chest, blowing through the heart and exiting the back. The creature lost the will to move and collapsed to the ground. He walked slowly to the car with a big smile on his face.
“We can go now,” Pat said, sitting on the passenger seat.
“You’re such a fucking idiot. Did you know that?”
Patrick smiled. “We worked with each other for how long and you’re just realizing this?”
“Which way do I go?”
“We can’t go this way because the roads are all blocked.” The car came to a stop as Patrick opened his map. “The X’s mean that the road is blocked, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, it looks like we can take this side road here and there’s a back road that will lead us to interstate 15. With this gas saver here, and the few gallon jugs we have in the trunk, we should have enough to make it to Las Vegas.”
“Good. So take this way?”
“Yup.”
She made a left-hand turn and slowly proceeded down the road.
“Wow,” Patrick said, opening a bag of potato chips. “What the hell happened here?”
The car stopped in front of an apartment complex. A dozen or so dead bodies littered the ground. The evergreen grass was stained with pink matter on almost every patch of lawn.
“There must have been some battle that went on here,” Pat said, amused. “Let’s go look around. Maybe we can find some weapons or something.”
“I’m not getting out of the car,” Zoe said.
Patrick sighed. “Look around you, there’s nothing. If you’re so worried, leave the car running.”
He opened the door as Zoe unbuckled the seat belt.
Pat turned to face the apartment complex. Something caught his gaze. “Look over there.” He pointed.
Zoe came around the side of the car. “What is it?”
“It looks like a hole.”
They walked closer to the grave. Zoe noticed a piece of cardboard attached to a wooden spike on the ground next to the hole. “What’s this?” She bent down to grab it as Patrick continued to the open hole.
“What’s it say?”
“Here lie Jasmine and Kyle. Love forever,” she read.
“How sweet,” Patrick said as he peered into the grave to take a look. His morbid curiosity got the best of him.
“There’s more. It’s written smaller. P.S. If you pass this grave, please fill it in for us.”
A sour look washed over Patrick’s face as he saw the massacre inside the grave. He turned and vomited.
“Do they look that bad?” Zoe asked.
Patrick vomited again, but then was able to control the nausea. He locked eyes with Zoe. “They? There’s only one body in there.”
About the Author
Lyle Perez-Tinics (Writer/Editor/Publisher) is the creator of Undead in the Head Reviews (www.UndeadintheHead.com) a website dedicated to zombie books and the authors. He is the owner & Editor-in-Chief of Rainstorm Press (wwwRainstormPress.com) and owner of The Mad Formatter (www.TheMadFormatter.com) a book interior design business. He has stories in many anthologies and is currently working on two novels, Existing Dead and Rising from the Tempest. He is the mastermind behind The Undead That Saved Christmas charity anthology series.
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