The Demented Z (Book 3): Contagion

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suddenly dropped out of sight behind a table.
  Tom
eyed the table. Had he seen me…or Hannah?
  Why did he suddenly hide?
    From the hall Tom and Hannah had entered through came the
soft sound of a whispering voice. It was
too low to make out the words, but this is surely why Camo
ducked down. Tom couldn’t see the
opening from his vantage point, but as the voices got closer he recognized one
of them as April’s. What are they doing? Tom was
pissed. They were going to walk right to
their deaths unless Tom or Hannah did something.
    Tom slowly twisted his head to see what Hannah was
doing. She had her eyes focused on the
open doorway, surely watching them enter.  
Her face dripped intensity, focus oozing from his pores.
    The whispering voices got louder.
  He had to do something.
  With a slight twist he was able to get his
rifle pointed through the open doorway. Cack …cack …cack … He sent
three rounds into the table Camo had disappeared
behind. Wood splintered and small holes
ripped through the thinly paneled tabletop.
    April let out a wicked scream.
    Rifle fire erupted from behind the overturned table.
    Tom could just make out the muzzle flash near the front edge
of a tipped over chair. He fired off a
volley of shots near the floor. A shout
of pain issued from the other side.
    “Kitchen!
  In the kitchen!”
  The man shouted.
    Hannah’s rifle roared as she sent shots into Camo’s hideout.
 
    Tom rattled off another volley as well.
  Wood chips flew into the air as holes were
hammered into the furniture. The
withering gunfire left the table in ruins.  
Giant chunks of wood were missing, leaving gaping holes like portals on
ship. Through one of these Tom could see
the man’s camouflage clothing. It was
motionless.
    Tom jumped when there was a thud at the kitchen door behind them.
  Boom…boom…   Someone was pounding the door into the table
he and Hannah had slid in front.
    The banging stopped.  
“Frank! You in
there?” Someone shouted from the
other side. Whispering followed.
    Tom strained to hear what was being said, but it was
unintelligible. He looked over at
Hannah. She had a view of the door and
was staring straight at it. With a twist
she spun around and pointed her rifle directly at the door.
  Her rifle thundered and kicked with three
rapid shots. Brass shell casings
ricocheted off the wall, landed on the tile, and rolled slowly toward Tom’s
feet. An eerie silence followed.
    While Hannah kept an eye on the door, Tom spun around and
watched the cafeteria.
Camo remained in place behind the obliterated table and
chair.
    “We should move.”  
Hannah said.
    Tom agreed. The
remaining ghosts knew their location and nothing good could come from
that. “Good plan.”
    He was just beginning to rise to his feet when loud voices
forced him back to a kneeling position.  
They were crazy loud and rapidly getting even louder.
  An object slid into view in the center of the
cafeteria, near Camo’s body.
  The voices were emanating from the device.
The old tape recorder was blaring an old Cosby standup
routine and the roar of laughter was extremely out of place.
    A bang sounded
from outside the building.
    Tom pointed his rifle at the tape player and squeezed the
trigger. The round went high, narrowly
missing the noise box. He pulled the
trigger again, but nothing. He swiftly
dropped the empty mag out and reached to his chest pouch for a spare.
    Shrieks and growls sounded from just outside the cafeteria
double doors. The pounding of feet, like
rolling thunder, raced in front of the horde that was drawn to the sound of
human voices. Tom slammed the fresh mag
into the well and charged the weapon. A
quick squeeze of the trigger ended the standup routine, but the damage was
already done. Giant shadows were
sprinting into the room.
    “We need to move.”  
Hannah said as she back peddled away from the stainless counter.
    Tom rose to a half crouch and looked to the

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