Soul Survivor: A gripping tale of the living, the dead, and the struggle to survive in an apocalyptic world. Read Online Free Page A

his garage was visible over it. She crept over to the edge of her house and looked down the driveway. The driveways were clear.
       Good, she thought.
       She went to the back of her yard and looked through the hedge behind Bob's garage.
       “ Damn it,” she said under her breath.
       There was a zombie at the back of the garage. No doubt hiding from the sun.   
       He seemed to be asleep on his feet. She would need to comeback this way so she was going to have to take care of him now and without firing a shot.
       The noise would bring the others for sure. She put the 9mm back in her waistband and looked around for another weapon. There was a large smooth rock just on the other side of the hedge. She would have to get to it without the zombie hearing her.
       S lowly she belly crawled under the hedge. When she emerged on the other side he was at the other end of the garage about twenty feet away. He hadn't heard her and his back was turned. She picked up the rock.
       She couldn't tell if she knew this person or not. He was covered in blood and filth. She knew she would only have one shot at this. One scream and she would be besieged.
       She crept up behind him. Just at that instant the thing seemed to wake and sniff at the air. Amy froze in place. She could feel the hair stand up on the back of her neck.
       The dead man suddenly turned. He swung both arms at her but she ducked, and stepped out of the way. The zombie grasped at empty space as Amy raised the rock over her head with both hands and brought it down hard.
       There was a sickening sound as the rock shattered the things skull. Blood and brains poured out of the dead man’s open forehead. Blood spattered the front of her shirt.
       The zombie fell to the ground. There was a moan and it was still. This time it wouldn’t get back up.
       She was amazed at how calmly she went about this business of killing the dead. No remorse, no guilt. Nothing. Just complete and total indifference. She guessed it was because she knew it was kill or be killed. Although she didn't think you could actually call this killing.
       They’re already dead aren’t they? she thought. The person they once were was long gone.
      She dropped the rock at her feet and carefully took her shirt off being very careful not to get any of the blood on her skin.
       Now with only her bra for a top she crept over to the side of the garage and looked around the corner. The back yard was clear and so was the driveway. Luckily this zombie was a loner.
       She ran over to the back of the house, took the key out of her pocket and unlocked the door. She pulled out the gun, held it at the ready and stepped inside.
       There was a pile of unfolded laundry sitting on top of the dryer by the door. She grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it over her head.
       She proceeded to check every room. She was alone in the house.
       She found a shotgun, along with four boxes of shells, in a closet in one of the bedrooms. She fumbled with it for a while to make sure she understood how it worked then loaded it and laid it on the table.
       She found plenty of stuff they needed in the kitchen. Canned and dry goods. She grabbed a laundry basket and filled it with food.
        She made two trips to her house, leaving the shotgun with Tommy after the first. She decided to go back for a third time.
       She was looking for batteries or whatever else they could use this time. She went into the bathroom and opened the cabinet.  
       She put everything of use in the sink in front of her and closed the cabinet door. Seeing movement in the mirror, she looked up in time to see the shower curtain being pushed to one side. Before she had time to react the zombie lunged at her. It tripped over the tub but managed to grab her hair as it was falling to the floor.
       Amy, still in the dead man’s grasp, fell on top of him. The zombie had a firm grip on her and was pulling her closer to its