Teaser: Justin Coke #SummerofZombie

Dead Wrangler

Justin Coke

http://www.grandmalpress.com/deadwrangler.php

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            He clung to the spire of the Chrysler building. He was wretchedly thin, his ribs jutting out of his shriveled chest.  They were coming.  He could hear them scratching and screaming and moaning.  They were almost through.  The barricades worked too well.  It was easier just to go through the walls.

He looked down.  For miles and miles, dead bodies packed so tightly they could barely lift their arms.  From this height their moans almost sounded like the babbling of some peaceful creek.

He was the last man in New York.  The rest had given up days ago.  There had been nothing to eat except one another for weeks, nothing to drink but piss and rainwater.  And one look at the mass below was enough to know, without a sliver of doubt, that they were really and truly doomed.

He knew that now.  He accepted it.  He was fine with it.  He’d had a good twenty five years to live.  That wasn’t as long as he’d like, but it was longer than many.  And until a few months ago it had been a good life.  Under the circumstances, he felt that the rule against suicide must be temporarily waived. Fate had certainly fucked him, there was no argument there.  But that didn’t mean he was willing to accept the form of immortality on offer if he stayed.  He deserved that much.

The wall caved in and they came poring through below. He knew who had sent them and he’d left them a surprise. He was going to enter the afterlife right after the few thousand zombies he had just detonated, and right before a few thousand more that were going to get crushed by ten thousand tons of debris.  He wondered for a second whether they would be his slaves in the afterlife.

He closed his eyes and kicked out hard. One Mississippi. The wind roared in his ears, so loud he could barely hear the explosion.  He felt it deep in his chest.  Three Mississippi. The top ten floors of the Chrysler building detonated and sent shards of metal and glass flying. Five Mississippi.

The shards were flying nearly as fast as he was.  Seven Mississip.

 

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