Zombie Rage (Walking Plague Trilogy #2) Read Online Free

an unstoppable urge to feed encompassed me. I plunged for the cellar stairs, only to be yanked back. I fell to the floor with a thump.
    What the hell? I looked stupidly at the handcuffs, as if I had forgotten about them. In fact, I had forgotten them.
    Jesus.
    I heard a sound in the kitchen. It was her. I could smell her. Enraged, I jumped up and lurched for the cellar stairs, only to be yanked back and I fell to the floor. What the fuck? I looked stupidly at the handcuffs. I had a strange sense of déjà vu, but couldn’t quite remember why.
    Maybe I could bite this off, I thought.
    Then I heard noises coming from above, and the instinct to eat flesh overcame me, followed by uncontrollable anger.
    I pitched toward the stairs, only to be yanked back.
    I looked at my handcuffs in surprise.
    I was a prisoner?
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    “I feel so hopeless!”
    Anna paced back and forth in her bedroom, tears streaming down her face. Occasionally, she blew her nose. She plopped down on her bed next to Jared. He tried to put an arm around her but before he could, she was up and pacing again.
    “Anna...” Jared started, but she interrupted him.
    “ I swear to God, Jared, if you tell me to calm down one more time, I’m going to clock you!”
    “ I wasn’t going to.” Jared was hurt. Or maybe just frustrated. All he knew was that for the first time since they’d met, he couldn’t calm her. He always could before this, but he was at a loss for what to d o now.
    “ That’s my father down there, a potentially flesh-eating maniac!” Anna burst into tears all over again. “How could I be calm?”
    “ I do know—”
    “ I don’t think you really do,” she said angrily, cutting him off. “If it were your dad...just try to put yourself in my shoes for once. My dad is a freakin’ cannibal, or he would be, if he got loose!”
    Jared knew Anna was much closer to Jack than he was with his own father. His own father didn’t really care that Jared had hardly been home for the last week. His own father, in fact, hadn’t even checked to see if Jared was truly staying with friends or not.
    He shook away these thoughts. It didn’t matter. What mattered right now was Anna . Jared’s job was to keep Anna calm, and stop her from doing anything rash. Above all, he was to keep her away from the cellar. Away from her father. He chided himself that he’d only accomplished two out of three goals, but he wasn’t going to give up now.
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
     
    Carla needed something to occupy herself, get her mind off of all of this. After Mike left, she went to the kitchen to make something for the three of them to eat. She could hear Jack downstairs. Raging. Struggling to escape.
    She couldn’t help wondering how much damage he was causing to himself. She was concerned that he’d really injure himself. She also worried about him somehow getting free.
    That would be very, very bad.
    They’d barricaded the door from the outside, but Carla didn’t think that would stop Jack if he chewed through his own hand or something. Carla shuddered at the thought. Lord help us all.
    More than anything, his imprisonment in the basement would only buy her time. Time to get Anna out and all of them safely away.
    Everything is going to be fine.
    This was becoming Carla’s mantra, and she repeated it every time she heard Jack grunt or pull at his cuffs. Still, a piece of her heart broke off every time she imagined that he was never again going to be the Jack she had known.
    She finished making the tuna sandwiches as quickly as she could, doing her best not to flinch each time she heard Jack grunt through the basement door, and quickly went up to Anna’s room. She tapped on the door and pushed it open.
    “ You guys know this door is supposed to be left open, right?”
    “ Sorry,” Anna said in a teenage sarcastic manner that meant she wasn’t really sorry. “Thanks for the food.”
    “ You’re welcome.” Carla casually sat down