Zombies by Roger Grubbs Page A

minute to avoid being apart any longer than was absolutely necessary. 
    The lengthy journey provided ample opportunities for them to discuss their plans.  However, those discussions were quickly interrupted with the dreaded discovery.  “They are following us,” whispered Angelica.  Yet when her companion searched the area, he spotted nothing out of the ordinary.  In fact, there was not a soul anywhere to be seen.  “You can’t see them, but they are there.  I can feel them.”
    “Are you referring to people o r something else?” asked Michael.
    “It’s the demons and they are getting ready to make their move.  We need to go back and warn the professor.”
    “There is no time,” replied Michael, checking his wristwatch.
    “Forget about classes.  This is more important.”  When she turned back to locate the professor, Michael was forced to follow her.   Sensing danger, Angelica picked up the pace.  The further they traveled the faster she ran.  It was all Michael could do to keep up with her.  Fear overtook the novice as he had not witnessed this type panic being displayed by his new acquaintance—that is until now.  Suddenly her actions were justified by the sight of the professor being carried away by a host of unrecognizable creatures.  These were unusual in that none of them resembled any of the previous encounters.  They had the body of a man and the head of a beast.  Their teeth were like tusk and a huge eye was positioned in the center of their forehead.  Michael waited, expecting to be transformed into a mighty warrior as before.  It didn’t happen.
    “This is where you do your thing , Angelica,” said Michael, anxiously.
    “If it were up to me , I would.”
    “You did it before .  Now, do it again so we can help the professor,” pleaded Michael.
    “It’s too late.”
    “I can’t believe you would stand here and let this happen,” said Michael.
    “It’s out of my hands.  There must be a reason for this that I don’t know about.”
    “I have never understood this mess, and this only complicates matters,” said Michael.
    “Tell me about it.  But the decision has been made , and we have our answer.”
    “So whoever sent you is just going to let this happen?  What if they do the same thing to us?” asked Michael.
    “If that happens, you can trust me on this: there is a very good reason.”
    “How am I supposed to trust you when you are keeping things from me?” asked Michael.   When she didn’t answer, Michael continued.  “What do you propose we do now?”
    “We go back to the cabin and wait for further instructions.”
    “Why can’t they just provide those instructions right now?”
    “Who?” asked Angelica in deep thought.
    “Whoever sent you, Angelica,” he replied in a loud tone.
    “Hold it down or they will spot us,” said Angelica.
    “Now who are you referring to?” asked Michael, becoming frustrated.
    “The demons!  Who did you think I was talking about?”
    “Well , I wasn’t real sure.  And to be candid with you, I don’t know which one is worse,” said Michael.  A chill in the air was followed by the fierce look in the eyes of his companion.  “I apologize for saying that.  I know I shouldn’t be questioning your motives or the one that sent you.  But I hope you understand my concerns,” said Michael.
    “That does surprise me after what you have witnessed,” said Angelica with her jaws clinched.  Obviously she was losing patience with her companion.
    “I said I was sorry , didn’t I?” asked Michael, attempting to apologize for spouting off.
    “You are going to have to do better than that ,” said Angelica, turning her back to her friend.
    “What do you expect of me?” asked Michael, totally frustrated.   He grabbed her by the arm and wheeled her back around to face him.
    “I expect you to help me save the world.  Now follow me back to the cabin , and keep your eyes peeled for anything unusual,” she hissed as