Snatchers (Book 9): The Dead Don't Scream Read Online Free

Snatchers (Book 9): The Dead Don't Scream
Book: Snatchers (Book 9): The Dead Don't Scream Read Online Free
Author: Shaun Whittington
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
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besides them on the other side of the fence, and were heading in the direction of the back of the Lea Hall building.
    Despite Bentley Drummle feeling comfortable with it being quiet, Rick Morgan finally broke the silence. "It's getting dark."
    "Yip." Bentley responded unenthusiastically. "Well spotted."
    Rick looked around the lifeless place. "Looks like everybody's gone to sleep. What time is it? Nine? Ten?"
    Bentley looked at his wrists to see a watch not sitting on either of them. "I have no idea."
    "Well, as they used to say in Scooby Doo: It's quiet."
    Bentley gaped to the side of him and had puzzlement on his face. "I don't think I've ever heard that on Scooby Doo before."
    Rick looked lost in thought. "I think I might be getting a little mixed up."
    "I think you are."
    "Anyway, things seemed to have calmed down a bit since..." Rick paused and never finished off his sentence. He suddenly remembered that Bentley was a friend of the man he was going to talk about.
    Bentley knew what Rick was about to say. "You mean: since Pickle cut that man's throat a few days back?"
    Rick nodded. "I never saw anything so brutal before. Well, I mean man-on-man. I've seen enough gore involving the dead. I witnessed my neighbours being attacked in the first week. When I saw it I was sick to my waist...er ... stomach."
    "It's bad out there. I don't think people in here realise how bad it actually is. I've been in this camp for nearly a month, but I remember what it was like, when me and Laura were hiding out in the woods."
    "Somebody told me you were some kind of prepper."
    Bentley laughed falsely, "I'm obviously not a good one."
    "I disagree." Rick turned to his companion and placed his hand comfortingly on his arm. "You've brought a lot of wealth of experience to this place. You're one of the most respected people on here."
    Bentley flushed a little from the unexpected praise given to him by a man he normally didn't have time for. Rick's statement was a complimentary one, but soon after it there was quiet once more.
    Still on the field, both men passed the large pen that had the pigs inside, and Bentley decided to break the silence and lighten the mood.
    Bentley smiled to himself and said, "What would you rather have, Rick? A large penis and be a two-minute wonder, or have an average sized cock and last for as long as you wish?"
    Rick gasped and looked at Bentley with a look of horror. It was a question he wasn't expecting. Rick gulped, "I have no idea how to answer that."
    Bentley released a huge belly laugh and said, "Forget it." He then looked to the side of him and stopped walking, his tittering coming to a quick finish.
    Noticing this, Rick Morgan asked, "What is it?"
    Bentley didn't answer Rick's question immediately. He stared through the fence, and into the bushes that were behind it. He remained silent, and this made Rick feel twitchy.
    Rick Morgan tried once more. "Bentley? What is it?"
    "I thought I saw something."
    That sentence alone made Rick shiver with nerves, and took a step back from the fence as Bentley took a step nearer, his shotgun now pointing at whatever he thought he saw.
    Rick held his own weapon with both hands, but the thought of squeezing the trigger frightened him. He continued to shake as Bentley stared, but even being with the tough and experienced Drummle, who also taught him how to use the weapon he was holding, couldn't settle his nerves.
    Bentley looked up at the barbed wire at the top of the fence and huffed out.
    "What is it?" Rick dared to ask.
    "If that wasn't there," Bentley pointed up at the top of the fence, "I could climb over and investigate further."
    Rick Morgan looked wide-eyed at Bentley and announced, "You're insane."
    "Possibly." Bentley stared for a while longer, then playfully slapped Rick in the stomach and said, "Let's go."
     
    *
     
    Paul Dickson gasped when he heard his bedroom door open. He was lying on his bed, in his clothes, and sat up with a start.
    "Sorry." Karen held up her
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