Revenence: Dead of Winter: A Zombie Novel Read Online Free PDF

get cleaned up."
         "Where are we going to go that's safe?" Juanita asked. 
         "We won't know until we get there," Shari said.
         They rounded a curve, and Shari realized that there would, in fact, be a lot of zombies.  The sadists had, predictably, dragged a mass of undead with them when they had left town, and this roving herd was now roughly three-hundred yards to the south, roaming around 57 and its exit and entrance ramps.  Shari rode faster to come up alongside Daphne. 
         "I guess we should detour west," she said.
         Daphne nodded.  "It's only likely to get worse the further we head into town."  They rode in the direction of the upcoming exit and continued west, riding past rural homes and woods.  Shari saw a dehydrated corpse lying in a driveway in front of one of the farmhouses.  Its skull had been cracked wide open at some point. 
         Someone drove over its head, Shari thought.  The contents of the skull had been picked clean, either from the undead or from the turkey vultures, which were common in the area and appeared to be thriving more than ever with all the dead bodies to scavenge. 
         She looked back toward the road ahead of her, facing to the west, where her shadow slowly shortened as the morning sun rose higher into the clear sky.  The cool, crisp air was still as they rode noisily down the road.  Although Shari looked back behind her every so often, she didn't see any indication that they'd roused the attention of any undead. 
         As she gazed down the road, she saw a village about a half-mile ahead.  Daphne made a left down a narrow, unpainted road, and they continued south.  Juanita sang while they rode.  Shari recognized the tune from one of the children's shows that had been popular before the apocalypse, but she couldn't remember which one.  It was only a handful of months later, but already she couldn't wrap her head around the idea that, not so long ago, things like TV shows and celebrities and politics had mattered to a lot of people.  Those things were, in Shari's mind, relics of the past. 
         Most of it isn't worth remembering, she thought.  Just mind clutter from a bygone era .
         "An era that's bound to return," Kandi said, "just as soon as humanity has time to fall back into all the same bad habits."
         Shari scoffed.  Not if I can help it.
         Kandi laughed mockingly.  "Silly princess, thinks she can save the world."
         Up ahead, Daphne had signaled that she would be turning left.  Shari saw a driveway ahead leading up to a farmhouse and outbuildings.  She followed Daphne as she turned onto the driveway and drove on past the house toward a large metal building out back.
         "This building doesn't have any first-floor windows, at least not low enough to be climbed into," Daphne explained, pointing to the narrow horizontal windows situated high up, near the ceiling of the ground floor.  "We should be safe in there.  We'll search the place, make sure there's no one in there, and then we can sleep in peace."
         "How do you propose we get in?" Shari asked.  "Because that's a reinforced door, so we're not getting in that way without the key."
         Daphne shrugged, looking around the yard.  "Maybe we can find a ladder, then I can climb up to a second floor window and break in."
         Shari nodded, pointing to the garage beside the house.  "We can look in there."  She and Juanita dismounted Eva, who stood sniffing out fallen apples from the half-dozen trees planted on the south side of the building.  They started across the yard to the garage, where Shari popped the door open with her crowbar.  "There it is," she said, pointing to a ladder spanning the length of the back wall.  "Gimme a hand."  She and Daphne each took an end of the ladder, maneuvering it out the door and toward the large metal building which would serve as their camp. 
         Juanita