Four I’d never been able to sleep on those big jumbo jets. I don’t know what it was about them. Maybe it was because they flew so high up. I remember one time I flew redeye to Dulles from San Francisco in a 747 and didn’t sleep a wink. Then we flew from Dulles to… Continue reading Zombie: The Incident at Bloody Rock – Four
Three Once the second disc popped out, we shut off the computer and sat in silence. No more was spoken of the doctor’s experience, or my brother’s lack of bloodlust. We listened for any sign of movement. Clive peeked through the blinds; but he couldn’t see anything. Dr. Robertson took the point as I cracked… Continue reading Zombie: The Incident at Bloody Rock – Three
Two When I walked in, the lobby was empty, the lights were on low. It was a lot warmer than outside, almost uncomfortable. Some of the lights were on in the banquet hall. It didn’t look like they had finished cleaning. In the center of a room, there was a lone chair, overturned. I walked… Continue reading Zombie: The Incident at Bloody Rock – Two
One As I was setting the tents up and dad was wrestling with equipment, I looked around. The place was quiet. Peaceful. People were milling around, talking with each other. All of them were smiling. As I panned the place, a few people nodded at me and I felt obliged to nod back, ever so… Continue reading Zombie: The Incident at Bloody Rock – One
Prologue It was November. My dad and I were in some place about forty minutes north-east of Enterprise, California; inside the Mendocino Forest. We’d driven nearly three and half hours up the 101 from Treasure Island, where we lived. Then we turned onto some poorly paved road and went further on. The road led us… Continue reading Zombie: The Incident at Bloody Rock – Prologue
This is a story about the cure for the Human Immunodeficiency Virus; coupled with a mysterious enzymatic (bioenhancer) package, which became the catalyst for a zombie apocalypse. It’s got all the trappings of legit psuedo-science; plus some dark-corporate-money influence!