MZS: Philadelphia (Metropolitan Zombie Survivors Book 3)

MZS: Philadelphia (Metropolitan Zombie Survivors Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

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Author: K. D. McAdams
access to the outside world, I have no way of knowing if this incident is isolated to Philadelphia or if it is occurring across the United States. I have to believe this is a unique situation. There’s no way it’s happening anywhere else.
    Eventually they will run out of food. My question is who can hold out longer, them or me? The answer frightens me: them. If they are crazy enough to attack a police officer and kill him, they will likely turn on one another when they get hungry enough.
    I have liquor and crackers enough to last maybe three days. There were hundreds of the cannibals on the second floor. It could be months before they eat through each other.
    Outside, snipers are shooting innocent men and kidnapping women. Inside is a crazy cult, eating human flesh. My choices are to be eaten alive or shot in the head, and neither is a good option for me.
    Drinking myself to death might work. It’s kind of the opposite of my earlier decree, but then I have learned a few things since making that decision to sober up.
    A flash of light comes through the window and I immediately recognize it as movement.
    I don’t want to see another murder/abduction scene but I can’t resist going to the window.
    Passing slowly down the street is an army vehicle. It has a machine gun turret on top with a young man scanning the street.
    Are they here rescuing people or searching out the cult?
    Part of me waits for the shot to ring out and the head of the young man to explode in a red mist. The other part of me wants to run out of the building and climb into the vehicle and beg them to speed off and never return.
    When the vehicle is out of sight, my hopes crash and bring my psyche with them. Hiding in this hotel is not going to get me saved or contribute to stopping the cult. My choices are act or die, and I want to see Susan but I don’t want to die.
    I don’t know much about military tactics. If I were in charge, I would send a single scout vehicle ahead of the larger force. Once the scout vehicle determines an area is relatively secure, the rest of the force can enter and establish operations.
    If this is the approach they are taking, I need to take advantage of the arrival of a large force. To do that, I will need to be down at street level with a view out the door. When the larger force arrives, I can run to the closest vehicle and receive refuge. Once I’m safe with the military, I can explain what I know.
    My stairwell smells disgusting and it’s creepy to have the body in there, but I know it’s safe. I can use that to get to the ground floor, but once there it opens into the lobby, which is teeming with cannibals. I’m not sure I can make it through the lobby without an incident.
    There has to be another stairwell.
    I wish I had a map of the hotel.
    The back of the door has the standard hotel placard! It outlines fire exits and stairways for use in case of emergency. I would say this qualifies as an emergency.
    According to the map, there is a stairwell that includes a fire exit on the ground floor. It’s in the opposite direction of the lobby. The idea of being away from the mass of crazy people makes me feel better,
    They’ve also been kind enough to highlight the vending station on the map. I can stop and get a soft drink and a bottle of water in case I have to wait in the stairwell for an extended period.
    With my hand on the doorknob, I stop and take a deep breath. I have enough booze to lose another day in a drunken stupor. That would be so much easier than sitting nervously in a stairwell.
    Susan’s memory speaks to me: “Open the door.”
    Pulling the door open, I step out into the hall, checking to my right before turning to head left. I touch my pocket to confirm that I still have my keycard, but it’s not there. I left it on the bed.
    Suddenly, something hits me fast. The collision is violent and I fly through the air.
    “Owwwww,” growls the young man in a white t-shirt and uniform pants. He’s also on the
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