Revenence: Dead Silence, A Zombie Novel Read Online Free PDF

so.  Though to tell you the truth, I didn't even mess around with body shots, so I can't be sure.  I figure a head shot's more likely to take anything down, be it man, animal, or monster.  Plus," she said, grinning, "they always tell you in the zombie movies to go for the head.  Still, I guess some experimentation is in order.  Next ones to come along, I'll go for the heart, see what happens...but I got a hunch says it's head shots we need."
    "They all chewed their lips off," Shari observed, squirming and grimacing.
    "Yeah," Fauna said, "I guess they got hungry."  She laughed.  "They ain't got the mentality to know any better, or care.  Another thing I realized--I don't think they can see.  The ones I saw yesterday at the campground, they were obviously lookin' around, you could tell.  But it seems they go blind after awhile."
    "So...that means they're probably not getting blood flow to their eyes?" Shari asked.
    Fauna shrugged.  "I guess so.  I couldn't say for sure what's doin' it, but they're blind as a bat, at least if they're not fresh."
    "Huh...interesting," Shari said.  "So what do we do with the bodies?  If we leave them there, the smell will most likely make us sick."
    "Drag 'em out to the other side of the property for now, I guess.  I'm inclined to say let's burn 'em, but there's still the possibility that they'll get this shit under control, in which case somebody might come lookin' for  the bodies, maybe for documentation or research, or so the surviving family members can bury their dead.  I gotta say, though, I highly doubt that.  Still, if I leave the bodies intact, it covers my ass in the event of that highly unlikely scenario.  I'll hitch 'em to the horses, have them do the dirty work.  Take 'em clear across the property, about 150 acres to the north.  The smell won't bother us there.  Hell, maybe if we're lucky it'll be a warnin' to the next fuckers that try to mess with us," she joked, snickering.

      They had dressed the largest of the three horses and were preparing to transport the bodies across the field, through a small wooded area, and up to the north end of the property.  After they dressed the horse, they attached the corpses.  Fauna took the lead and they started to walk north.
    Fauna appeared to be deep in thought, eyes ahead.  She seemed to struggle to articulate her words, attempting to speak three times before she actually got any words out.  "Zombies or not, it don't feel right shootin' a person in the head.  You and  me, we were safe up in the loft.  They did bite one of the horses, but apparently they weren't too dead-set on it.  Just a bite on the neck, not really gouged like what they'd do to one of us.  I don't know if it just didn't like the taste of horse, or if the horse fought back, but for whatever reason, that zombie didn't stick around to finish the job."  She paused.  "Those things...I know theyr'e dangerous, I know they ain't people no more, I know they couldn't be saved.  But still...it don't feel right.  I wish I didn't have to do it."
    Shari stopped and looked her in the eye.  "Don't feel bad, Fauna.  They were goners before you shot them.  These are desperate times, and desperate times call for--"
    "Desperate measures,yeah," Fauna finished, frowning and looking over at the bodies.  "Besides, you're right.  Some of these injuries are real horrific. You don't heal a jugular that's shredded and torn that bad. Ain't none of these people coming back to life, even if you give 'em the zombie antidote, and that's if they ever even come up with such a thing.  Sounds ridiculous to me, personally.  And we've yet to see what happens if you get bit and it's a non-life threatening injury.  I guess in theory, if somebody just got scratched or grazed, they might still turn into a zombie eventually.  And if that was the case, maybe those ones could be cured...as long as they haven't died yet, that is.  We just don't know enough about this