Zombie Theorem (Book 1): The Culling Read Online Free Page A

Thirty-five names were on the sheet, pinned to my door, indicating they wanted to leave. That left five of us that said they would stay, including me. I felt like I was out of answers at this point and out of ideas. “Ok everyone, I don’t have any answers right now. Keep trying the phones, cells, and computers. Let’s see if the power comes back up. Like I always say I want solutions not problems or whining. Let’s work this out.” Everyone seemed to like that and went back to talking and working on the problem.
                  I sat heavily in my chair and closed my eyes, a migraine had decided to erupt in glorious fashion at this point. Shit I wish I would’ve came up with the idea to leave earlier. Then most of us wouldn’t be stuck. I felt useless, no data to work with, no phones and no internet. I had nothing!  So I just sat there with my eyes closed and felt myself starting to relax. When I was in college, I found if I just sat back and let my subconscious work on my problems, answers would magically come to me. Twenty minutes flew by, I opened my eyes in frustration. Nothing was coming to me except for more pain.
    Matt sneaked into my office at this point and closed my door. “Hey Matt leave that open, I don’t want people to think we have secrets here.”
    “Dan, I’ve got something I don’t think you want anyone else to hear right now.” Matt said with a degree of intensity I rarely saw from him. He stood there wiping his sweaty hands on his pants.
    I pointed to the chairs in front of my desk. He plopped down and started talking. “You know Marco right? He’s that new data analyst we hired three weeks ago?” I nodded my head yes and gave him the go on sign with my hand. “Well he is from New York and went home over the weekend, seems he got out before they shut down the flights. I saw him this morning in the office but didn’t think about it till I was going over the sign out sheet and didn’t see his name anywhere.  I also remember him complaining to Stacey as he came through the front doors that he wasn’t feeling very good, but I haven’t seen him again. Someone said they thought they saw him heading to the restroom earlier. I went in there and saw one of the stall doors was shut and locked. I called out to him but got nothing.”
    “Shit!” I blew out explosively. I shook my head and couldn’t believe all this was happening. This has got to be a nightmare I thought to myself. “Ok get me some first aid rubber gloves. Grab some for you too. I’m going to need your help.” He jumped up and left my office in a hurry. I got up and started on my way to the restrooms. Everyone turned to watch me but I just kept my head low and kept up a non-hurried pace.  I got to the bathroom door and waited for Matt to catch up. He handed me a pair of gloves. He put his on while I donned mine. I opened the door to the restroom and stepped in. I saw the stall Matt was pointing at. It was closed. I walked up and started knocking on it. “Marco is that you? It’s Dan, do you need help? Is everything ok? Marco come on, please answer me.”
    There was no sound. My heart started to pound so hard it felt like it was going to rip out of my chest. Hell, I could hear my pulse in my ears like someone was playing drums. My hands started to sweat under my gloves. “Matt, look under the door, see if you can see his feet.”
    Matt dropped down but I knew he wasn’t happy about it. He looked under the stall, duck walked backwards then got up quickly. “Uhm yup, he’s there. Uhm I’m not sure if I want to do this Dan.” He kept stepping back. He backed up till he bumped into the sinks and let out a little yelp. He was about to start hyper ventilating soon with how hard he was breathing.
    “Matt relax, please. He needs our help. I can’t do this by myself.” I said trying to not show my fear, but damn I felt like I was going to faint.
    He took a step toward me.  A tentative small step, but I was