OUTNUMBERED volume 4: A Zombie Apocalypse Series Read Online Free Page A
Author: Robert Schobernd
catch the light better. For several long seconds he studied the image before closing his eyes and laying the photo down on the table.
Everyone around the table was silent. I asked, "What is it Ira."
His complexion was ashen. His glasses were laid on top of the stack of photos. "You approached quite close for the second picture of the baby. There's something laying there near where its head had been in the first picture. I believe it's a chunk of flesh. The damn thing was being fed human flesh. Look closely in the later photos, I believe there is a ring of blood around the little monster's lips and smeared on its cheeks." There was murmuring around the table.
Morgan cleared his throat. "If you're right, then it follows that the other zombies ate the pieces of flesh they tore from Jeff and that other lady. That's why the flesh isn't anywhere to be seen. Is that what we're saying?"
Ira glanced around the table and stopped at me, then switched and stopped at Frances. "Someone argue with me, tell me I'm full of shit. Please find another explanation."
I motioned to Kira. "Will you go to the armory. I laid Jeff's .45 caliber Glock on the work table to be cleaned and put back in stock. It's the only one there. Will you check the magazine and see if it's been fired?"
I turned back to the others. "Let's backtrack and start at the beginning," I said. "Frances, help me here, especially if I draw a conclusion you don't agree with. Close your eyes to concentrate on what we saw this afternoon, and I will, too.
I started, "When Jeff and Lindy walked to the porch the front door was shut. She had her keys out to unlock it. I backed down the driveway no more than thirty feet and stopped. We both immediately jumped out. As my door shut, there was a commotion from inside the house, like someone hitting a wall hard and then two shots followed. All of that was close together. There was no moaning or screeching. We ran to the front of the house and stood at the open doorway. What do you see Frances?"
"The room was dim, looking inside from the bright sunshine behind me. A male zombie was on top of Jeff and three others were on Lindy. There—"
"Jeff and Lindy," I asked, "What were their positions, what were they doing?" I asked.
"Jeff was on his stomach, his right arm is outstretched, I can't see the left. His pistol is a few feet from his right hand. Blood is flowing from the back right side of his neck. Jeff's screaming and kicking his legs. The zombie on his back is biting on the other side of Jeff's neck. As it raised its head another chunk was ripped from Jeff's neck and blood spurted in the air. Jeff stopped screaming. The zombie chewed something as it sat on his back. We both shot the zombie and it fell forward onto Jeff."
Frances called my name and I opened my eyes. "It was chewing and the first chunk torn from Jeff's neck wasn't anywhere around."
Everyone stared at me or Frances as I said, "I agree with that. Now Lindy. She was on her back with the adult zombie and two smaller ones biting her. There were no pieces of meat near-by. The female who gave birth was in the middle of the room with her brain destroyed." I looked to Frances as she nodded. She stated, "I agree and also, neither of Lindy's revolvers were drawn. She must have been caught by surprise."
Kira entered and closed the door behind her. "Jeff's handgun had been fired and two bullets are missing from the magazine."
"Okay," I said, "it looks like Lindy unlocked the door and they entered. Since she had the key, I can only assume she entered first. We heard a scuffle from outside and then two shots. When Frances and I reached the front door a big zombie had Jeff face down on the carpet biting him on the left side of his neck and down into his shoulder area."
Ira injected, "That would be the trapezius or the lavator scapulae muscles."
"It makes sense that Jeff got two shots off before he was attacked from behind. It's likely he was ambushed and knocked forward and
Everyone around the table was silent. I asked, "What is it Ira."
His complexion was ashen. His glasses were laid on top of the stack of photos. "You approached quite close for the second picture of the baby. There's something laying there near where its head had been in the first picture. I believe it's a chunk of flesh. The damn thing was being fed human flesh. Look closely in the later photos, I believe there is a ring of blood around the little monster's lips and smeared on its cheeks." There was murmuring around the table.
Morgan cleared his throat. "If you're right, then it follows that the other zombies ate the pieces of flesh they tore from Jeff and that other lady. That's why the flesh isn't anywhere to be seen. Is that what we're saying?"
Ira glanced around the table and stopped at me, then switched and stopped at Frances. "Someone argue with me, tell me I'm full of shit. Please find another explanation."
I motioned to Kira. "Will you go to the armory. I laid Jeff's .45 caliber Glock on the work table to be cleaned and put back in stock. It's the only one there. Will you check the magazine and see if it's been fired?"
I turned back to the others. "Let's backtrack and start at the beginning," I said. "Frances, help me here, especially if I draw a conclusion you don't agree with. Close your eyes to concentrate on what we saw this afternoon, and I will, too.
I started, "When Jeff and Lindy walked to the porch the front door was shut. She had her keys out to unlock it. I backed down the driveway no more than thirty feet and stopped. We both immediately jumped out. As my door shut, there was a commotion from inside the house, like someone hitting a wall hard and then two shots followed. All of that was close together. There was no moaning or screeching. We ran to the front of the house and stood at the open doorway. What do you see Frances?"
"The room was dim, looking inside from the bright sunshine behind me. A male zombie was on top of Jeff and three others were on Lindy. There—"
"Jeff and Lindy," I asked, "What were their positions, what were they doing?" I asked.
"Jeff was on his stomach, his right arm is outstretched, I can't see the left. His pistol is a few feet from his right hand. Blood is flowing from the back right side of his neck. Jeff's screaming and kicking his legs. The zombie on his back is biting on the other side of Jeff's neck. As it raised its head another chunk was ripped from Jeff's neck and blood spurted in the air. Jeff stopped screaming. The zombie chewed something as it sat on his back. We both shot the zombie and it fell forward onto Jeff."
Frances called my name and I opened my eyes. "It was chewing and the first chunk torn from Jeff's neck wasn't anywhere around."
Everyone stared at me or Frances as I said, "I agree with that. Now Lindy. She was on her back with the adult zombie and two smaller ones biting her. There were no pieces of meat near-by. The female who gave birth was in the middle of the room with her brain destroyed." I looked to Frances as she nodded. She stated, "I agree and also, neither of Lindy's revolvers were drawn. She must have been caught by surprise."
Kira entered and closed the door behind her. "Jeff's handgun had been fired and two bullets are missing from the magazine."
"Okay," I said, "it looks like Lindy unlocked the door and they entered. Since she had the key, I can only assume she entered first. We heard a scuffle from outside and then two shots. When Frances and I reached the front door a big zombie had Jeff face down on the carpet biting him on the left side of his neck and down into his shoulder area."
Ira injected, "That would be the trapezius or the lavator scapulae muscles."
"It makes sense that Jeff got two shots off before he was attacked from behind. It's likely he was ambushed and knocked forward and
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