Undead Genesis: Zombie Read Online Free PDF Page A

the
larvae enter your body. If you need it, drink the entire bottle,”
he was told. “Do not throw it up afterwards.”
    When the light returned the next morning
Marik noticed the warrior’s body had wasted away even further
during the night. He questioned if the man would be physically able
to walk even if he was given the chance to escape.
    As Marik approached to offer the man a drink,
he noticed the man’s eyes were intense, yet fearful. They stared
penetratingly, and pleaded for release. Even though the body was
decimated, the eyes showed complete comprehension.
    “Please,” the man begged. “Please. I cannot
bear it.”
    At the moment the man said this it was as if
he gave up his resistance. The will to fight back the screams was
gone and the man released a shriek that hurt Marik’s ears. The boy
involuntarily jumped back in fear, nearly biting his tongue. He
momentarily felt pity for the man, and then remembered watching his
father die.
    Behind him the man’s son started yelling.
“Let him go… Please… Please.”
    He turned to see the son. The boy was wracked
with sobs. Each uncontrollable spasm cut off his air causing him to
choke and gasp.
    Marik smiled for the first time since the
battle and inside his mind something innocent was shattered.
    The rest of the day was loud. The shaman had
instructed Marik to bring a long piece of cloth to wrap around his
head to cover his ears and muffle the noise. He wrapped the cloth
around his head enough times to help alleviate the headache he had
developed, but still allow him to hear the screams.
     
    ~ Chapter IX
~
     
    Late in the day the screams suddenly
decreased in volume. The shrieks had become such a constant source
of sound that the reduction of noise woke Marik from his other
thoughts.
    Walking over to the warrior, Marik noticed
blood was now bubbling from his mouth. He choked and sputtered with
uncontrollable gag reflex. The blood ran steadily to the floor
where it pooled.
    He continued to watch. The man could neither
suck in any air, nor stop his body from constantly trying to draw
it in. The relentless sensation of choking to inhale oxygen his
body no longer needed must have been excruciating.
    “So much blood,” Marik thought.
    As he watched mesmerized, a pulsing lump
developed on the warrior’s neck. It pushed out until finally one of
the larvae, now covered red with blood, slowly broke through the
skin. It fell to the floor and crawled underneath the man’s body in
between two of the bamboo poles where it stopped and lay still.
    Marik knew it was time for the next step. The
suffering could go on for a long time if he chose to let it, but
the traditional ways called for the anguish to end for an honorable
adversary. If it were up to him, the man’s son would not be as
fortunate.
    He picked up the knife the shaman had left.
As the terrified man’s eyes watched, Marik attempted to make a
small cut deep inside the warrior’s ear. This proved to be
difficult with the involuntary spasms the man was having. The cut
ended up being deeper than he had been shown it should be, but
Marik doubted it would make a difference.
    He picked up the wooden box and removed the
last of the larvae from it. The man’s eyes opened wide with terror
as the pulsating white parasite got close. As soon as Marik placed
it on the ear, the worm moved deep into the cut. According to the
shaman, it would not take long to make its way into the brain.
    The light was quickly fading. Within an hour
darkness overwhelmed the three figures in the hut. One, secured to
the floor and continuing to spasm in excruciating pain. One
suffering silently, using all of his energy to keep from choking.
One sleeping soundly with his head wrapped tightly.
     
    ~ Chapter X
~
     
    When Marik woke he lay silently listening for
sounds. There was nothing. It was too dark when he opened his eyes
to see anything. He unwrapped the cloth from around his head.
Still, nothing.
    He lay trying to allow his eyes to