to rub his eyes, but his glasses got in the way. He loved the NBA, and Rifle and Slam were well known all-stars. He felt compelled to ask them for autographs. His step-dad Stan would have loved that. A few moments passed as he and Weege stared at the roaming zombies with awe. This is absurd.
“So let me guess: we’re starting a zombie basketball league now? Are we going to set up a match against the Harlem Globetrotters? I can’t imagine what our infamous Director Smoot has in mind Weege, can you?”
“Take it easy Henry. They just got here, and no one’s mentioned a basketball team … yet.” Weege smiled.
Henry could see the wheels turning in the little man’s head. Weege and Rudy had become more like pets than men since they’d all been forced into service at the WHS rehab facility. Henry’d previously had control over them, but now he was pretty sure his alliance with them wasn’t as strong as before. He’d learned it was best to bite his tongue when discussing serious matters with them anymore.
He noticed Weege was texting.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“Sending a text.”
“About what and to who?”
Weege’s thumbs stopped. He put the phone inside his lab coat pocket.
“No one, it can wait.”
Little rat.
Ring –Ring!
It was Henry’s cell phone.
“Hey.”
Rudy was on the other line.
“HENRY! Get up here now! I think we have a zombie breach!”
“What? Where?”
“Avoid Quadrant 14. Where are you, anyway?”
“The gym. Hey—”
“Is Weege showing you Slam and Rifle?”
“Yes but—”
“Quit fooling around, Henry, and get up here!”
“Hey, is Tori with—”
The line went dead.
“What is it, Henry?” Weege said.
“Rudy says we have a zombie breach. Quadrant 14. Let’s get to security.”
“Ah … I’m sure it’s nothing,” Weege turned off the lights inside the zombie room. “Night fellas. Man, I can’t believe we have NBA all-stars working with us now!”
Henry was dialing Tori as he rushed back toward security. Weege’s footsteps were echoing from behind. Fear rose up inside of him despite his efforts to reassure himself that there was more than enough security to take care of things. Then he remembered they weren’t fully staffed because of the zombie conference. He had to hurry back to security to make sure all of the protocols had been followed to secure the zombies.
“Hello Henry,” Tori said on the other line.
A wave of relief washed over him.
“Are you with Rudy?”
“Yes, I’m safe. You need to hurry back, Henry. These jackholes don’t know what they’re doing. Rudy’s going bonkers.”
“Don’t worry, I’m almost back to the doors. Have you seen any zombies on the screen?
“No, they won’t let me in there. You need to get back and straighten this out. They’re talking about a total lockdown.”
Henry scanned his card, made his way into the building, and headed inside the elevator.
“I’m on my way up.”
He lost the signal as the doors closed.
“I’m sure it’s nothing, Henry. Rudy’s probably half in the bag. You know how spooky this place gets at night. It’s like a ghost town.”
True. The complex was like a graveyard for buildings more than anything else. There was a network of dorms and classrooms, a small hospital, a cafeteria, a church chapel, and even a cemetery. The nearby river was notorious for rolling in fog thicker than soup most of the time, too. It all but negated the security cameras outdoors on some days.
The elevator chimed on the 3rd floor, and Henry and Weege were greeted by Tori.
“That fool is freaking me out. Get in there!”
Henry made his way back to the observation room only to be greeted by two sealed metal doors. He scanned his card. It flared green and the doors parted open.
“Hey!” Rudy shouted. “Get Tori and Weege out of here. They aren’t authorized, Henry!”
Rudy’s eyes were bloodshot, and his clothes and hair were a mess. Rod was nodding his head, and another
“So let me guess: we’re starting a zombie basketball league now? Are we going to set up a match against the Harlem Globetrotters? I can’t imagine what our infamous Director Smoot has in mind Weege, can you?”
“Take it easy Henry. They just got here, and no one’s mentioned a basketball team … yet.” Weege smiled.
Henry could see the wheels turning in the little man’s head. Weege and Rudy had become more like pets than men since they’d all been forced into service at the WHS rehab facility. Henry’d previously had control over them, but now he was pretty sure his alliance with them wasn’t as strong as before. He’d learned it was best to bite his tongue when discussing serious matters with them anymore.
He noticed Weege was texting.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“Sending a text.”
“About what and to who?”
Weege’s thumbs stopped. He put the phone inside his lab coat pocket.
“No one, it can wait.”
Little rat.
Ring –Ring!
It was Henry’s cell phone.
“Hey.”
Rudy was on the other line.
“HENRY! Get up here now! I think we have a zombie breach!”
“What? Where?”
“Avoid Quadrant 14. Where are you, anyway?”
“The gym. Hey—”
“Is Weege showing you Slam and Rifle?”
“Yes but—”
“Quit fooling around, Henry, and get up here!”
“Hey, is Tori with—”
The line went dead.
“What is it, Henry?” Weege said.
“Rudy says we have a zombie breach. Quadrant 14. Let’s get to security.”
“Ah … I’m sure it’s nothing,” Weege turned off the lights inside the zombie room. “Night fellas. Man, I can’t believe we have NBA all-stars working with us now!”
Henry was dialing Tori as he rushed back toward security. Weege’s footsteps were echoing from behind. Fear rose up inside of him despite his efforts to reassure himself that there was more than enough security to take care of things. Then he remembered they weren’t fully staffed because of the zombie conference. He had to hurry back to security to make sure all of the protocols had been followed to secure the zombies.
“Hello Henry,” Tori said on the other line.
A wave of relief washed over him.
“Are you with Rudy?”
“Yes, I’m safe. You need to hurry back, Henry. These jackholes don’t know what they’re doing. Rudy’s going bonkers.”
“Don’t worry, I’m almost back to the doors. Have you seen any zombies on the screen?
“No, they won’t let me in there. You need to get back and straighten this out. They’re talking about a total lockdown.”
Henry scanned his card, made his way into the building, and headed inside the elevator.
“I’m on my way up.”
He lost the signal as the doors closed.
“I’m sure it’s nothing, Henry. Rudy’s probably half in the bag. You know how spooky this place gets at night. It’s like a ghost town.”
True. The complex was like a graveyard for buildings more than anything else. There was a network of dorms and classrooms, a small hospital, a cafeteria, a church chapel, and even a cemetery. The nearby river was notorious for rolling in fog thicker than soup most of the time, too. It all but negated the security cameras outdoors on some days.
The elevator chimed on the 3rd floor, and Henry and Weege were greeted by Tori.
“That fool is freaking me out. Get in there!”
Henry made his way back to the observation room only to be greeted by two sealed metal doors. He scanned his card. It flared green and the doors parted open.
“Hey!” Rudy shouted. “Get Tori and Weege out of here. They aren’t authorized, Henry!”
Rudy’s eyes were bloodshot, and his clothes and hair were a mess. Rod was nodding his head, and another
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