Zombies! (Episode 6): Barriers Collapse by Ivan Turner Page B
Authors: Ivan Turner
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getting involved in other affairs. So Marcus had gone and Arrick had been left free to wander around, check out the grounds and the pens.
So he did. He didn't feel like going down to the pens, though. Why would he want to see a bunch of bound and gagged zombies? Instead of heading downstairs, he explored the offices upstairs. Most of the rooms were storage rooms. He found paper goods and some snacks and soft drinks. One room was filled with medical supplies. Good stuff, too. There was a refrigerator with some bags of blood and IV pouches. There were needles and medicines. There were even surgical supplies. He wasn't sure which of the street trash he'd run across had the skill to perform surgery. Maybe Marcus himself was a doctor. He was certainly much more than he let on. Everything about him said he was an educated and successful man.
There was one door that Arrick found was locked. His first instinct was to leave it. He was not the inquisitive type. But as he turned away, he heard a curious sound from behind hit. It was like a moaning. Zombies? A special zombie? But he didn't smell anything. Studying the lock, he found that it was nothing more than the locks you find on a bathroom or bedroom door. If he had something small and flat, he could easily open it. First, he ran his fingers along the top of the door frame but there was nothing. He thought for a moment. Perhaps he would find something among the medical supplies.
As he made his way back around the front, he spared a moment to peek at the arena. It seemed deserted but he guessed that he didn't have a whole lot of time. Quickly steeling into the medical room, he chose a selection of narrow instruments and went quickly back to the locked door. Before he went to work on the lock, he pressed his ear to the door. Moaning. Breathing. Definitely someone was behind there.
Before he could think twice about the decision he was making, he fiddled with the medical instruments, found a probe that fit into the tiny hole, and jiggled it a bit. When it caught, he turned it and felt the knob on the other side turn with it. Carefully, he opened the door and peaked in.
The room was dark and mostly empty. There was a bed and a bedside table with a small light on it. The light gave off a faint glow. There was someone in the bed and there was an IV stand with a tube trailing to the person's arm. Arrick went in and closed the door behind him. His first thought was that Marcus was conducting some sort of zombie experiment. As he got closer, he could see that the person in the bed was shirtless but wrapped around the middle with bandages. A red spot spread out from the middle.
"Hello? Are you all right?"
The moaning grew and the patient's head turned.
"My God!" Arrick exclaimed. Never sure what to expect, what he saw took him completely by surprise. The person in the bed was no zombie. It was one of his students. It was Shawn Rudd.
***
The walls protecting the characters of Zombies! are beginning to crumble and their conflicts are coming to bear. Next month, John Arrick must search his soul and make the choice he's been avoiding ever since recovering from the infection. Abby's need to face her trauma starts to take its toll on her marriage, leaving her feeling as if she's choosing between two men, Martin and Peter. The zombies may be out there eating the flesh of the living and spreading their foul germ, but they are not the most dangerous thing these people have to face. How could they be when the people now discovered each other? Resolve some Conflicts of Interest in a month's time with Zombies! Episode 7 .
Author's Note: Zombies! is designed as a ten part series. Come June, I will release the last episode to a group of readers who I desperately hope will be satisfied. As the story progresses, I find myself thinking more and more about what happens next…after Episode 10. The question is whether or not anyone else is interested. So I'm
So he did. He didn't feel like going down to the pens, though. Why would he want to see a bunch of bound and gagged zombies? Instead of heading downstairs, he explored the offices upstairs. Most of the rooms were storage rooms. He found paper goods and some snacks and soft drinks. One room was filled with medical supplies. Good stuff, too. There was a refrigerator with some bags of blood and IV pouches. There were needles and medicines. There were even surgical supplies. He wasn't sure which of the street trash he'd run across had the skill to perform surgery. Maybe Marcus himself was a doctor. He was certainly much more than he let on. Everything about him said he was an educated and successful man.
There was one door that Arrick found was locked. His first instinct was to leave it. He was not the inquisitive type. But as he turned away, he heard a curious sound from behind hit. It was like a moaning. Zombies? A special zombie? But he didn't smell anything. Studying the lock, he found that it was nothing more than the locks you find on a bathroom or bedroom door. If he had something small and flat, he could easily open it. First, he ran his fingers along the top of the door frame but there was nothing. He thought for a moment. Perhaps he would find something among the medical supplies.
As he made his way back around the front, he spared a moment to peek at the arena. It seemed deserted but he guessed that he didn't have a whole lot of time. Quickly steeling into the medical room, he chose a selection of narrow instruments and went quickly back to the locked door. Before he went to work on the lock, he pressed his ear to the door. Moaning. Breathing. Definitely someone was behind there.
Before he could think twice about the decision he was making, he fiddled with the medical instruments, found a probe that fit into the tiny hole, and jiggled it a bit. When it caught, he turned it and felt the knob on the other side turn with it. Carefully, he opened the door and peaked in.
The room was dark and mostly empty. There was a bed and a bedside table with a small light on it. The light gave off a faint glow. There was someone in the bed and there was an IV stand with a tube trailing to the person's arm. Arrick went in and closed the door behind him. His first thought was that Marcus was conducting some sort of zombie experiment. As he got closer, he could see that the person in the bed was shirtless but wrapped around the middle with bandages. A red spot spread out from the middle.
"Hello? Are you all right?"
The moaning grew and the patient's head turned.
"My God!" Arrick exclaimed. Never sure what to expect, what he saw took him completely by surprise. The person in the bed was no zombie. It was one of his students. It was Shawn Rudd.
***
The walls protecting the characters of Zombies! are beginning to crumble and their conflicts are coming to bear. Next month, John Arrick must search his soul and make the choice he's been avoiding ever since recovering from the infection. Abby's need to face her trauma starts to take its toll on her marriage, leaving her feeling as if she's choosing between two men, Martin and Peter. The zombies may be out there eating the flesh of the living and spreading their foul germ, but they are not the most dangerous thing these people have to face. How could they be when the people now discovered each other? Resolve some Conflicts of Interest in a month's time with Zombies! Episode 7 .
Author's Note: Zombies! is designed as a ten part series. Come June, I will release the last episode to a group of readers who I desperately hope will be satisfied. As the story progresses, I find myself thinking more and more about what happens next…after Episode 10. The question is whether or not anyone else is interested. So I'm
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