Tiredness Kills - A Zombie Tale Read Online Free PDF

through the embarrassment of
purchasing that a second time) that a whiny noise was heard coming from
beneath the desk.

 
      Given their vulnerable predicament, all four
pairs of legs jumped back immediately, and with the reflexes of a cat. Jon, who
had heard the noise first, tapped the strap on his palm, releasing the sharp
metal claws that could shred a watermelon in seconds and jumped onto all fours.

 
    The very tips of the
Wolverine claws almost punctured the face of a man who was hiding underneath
the desk; but was he undead or alive?

 
      “Get out from under there!” shouted Ant,
knowing that compliance of this simple instruction would determine whether or
not this was friend or foe.

 
    Being very careful to avoid
the X-Man's extremities, a snivelling male in staff member's uniform dragged
himself out from under the desk.

 
    “Bryn!” stated Jon and
Jordan, neither of them sounding surprised.

 
    “You've got to help me”
spluttered Bryn. “There's monsters out there! They're after me! Trying to eat me! You have to save me! They're going to get me!” he squealed, dropping to his
knees at Jordan's feet “Please, Jordan, I beg you. Make them all go away. Kill
them for me!”

 
    When Jordan next spoke, his
voice was dripping with contempt. “Stop snivelling on my shoes. Get up like a
fuckin' man and choose a weapon to fight with. There's no room here for
cowardice, you little weasel!”

 
    “ Arrrgghhh !
I can't go out there,” cried Bryn “I'm not made of that kind of stuff. I can't
cope with this. I'm hyperventilating, I need a paper bag! Someone get me a
paper bag! I'm gonna' die! We're all gonna' die!”

 
      And with that, he did the most unexpected
thing ever and ran for the door, displaying all the actions of a mad man whilst
bawling “Let's get it over with! Come at me monsters!”

 
    Just in the nick of time
Jordan grabbed Bryn's hair and dragged him to the radiator at the back of the
room.

 
    “Duct tape! Second draw
down!” he shouted to Jon who, once he'd retracted his claws, carried out the
order. “You're a fucking liability, you muppet .
You're staying here out the way. And if you piss me off one more time I'll rip
you to bits and personally feed you to the monsters! Do you get me, Bruv ?”

 
    With even more fear in his
face than before, Bryn merely nodded as he let Jordan and Jon tie him securely
to the radiator, not even murmuring as a thick piece of duct tape was placed
roughly across his mouth.

 
    “Now where were we?” he
continued, shaking himself slightly as if he'd just shaken off an annoying
little mosquito.

 
    “A plan” said Scott simply.
“We need to get out of here pretty damn fast if we're gonna' survive. It would
seem that the military that we witnessed arriving are well aware of the seriousness
of our situation. Seeing how anyone trying to escape through the doors is
getting shot! We need to find another way out, one that they haven't covered.
One that they don't know about!

 
    “There's a hatch that leads
out onto the roof,” said Jon remembering a mischievous incident that happened
on a late shift some months previous    that resulted in a damn fine Youtube video of
him and a fellow colleague singing 'Up on the Roof ' whilst heavily disguised.
“But it means getting to the back of Waitrose and up two flights of stairs!”

 
    “Great,” added Ant “Then
that's our plan. You will have to lead though, Jon! Are you up to it?”

 
    “Of course I am! Let's get
the hell out of here!”

 
    Armed with their weapons of
choice, the foursome gathered around the security monitor that afforded them a
black and white grainy window into the Gamezone arcade. Apart from the flashes coming from the gambling machines everything
else seemed still.

 
    “On three....!” announced
Scott.

 
    “Wait! What's that?” blurted
Ant, pointing to a dark figure moving cautiously between the machines and
heading towards the