WorldLost- Week 1: An Infected Novel Read Online Free PDF Page A

cigarette all the time and
Frank was generally standing there with him eating something delicious Henry
had given him from the bakery. I’m sure Henry gave Frank food when he was on his
smoke breaks, Henry was that type of person and I’m sure Henry enjoyed having
someone to talk to when he was in the alley smoking.
    I think Henry felt sorry for Frank and that was his way of
helping someone in need, although Henry only did that when his wife wasn’t at
the shop. His wife didn’t like the homeless, thinking there were way too many
in the city, and would often ask any of them hanging around to leave and stay
away from the bakery.
    Henry and his family only lived a few blocks south of the
store, so he must have left on foot which from the various car accidents I had
already seen, might be the best way to travel right now. I hope he made it,
that dude made a mean bagel sandwich. Homemade bagel, jalapeno jam, ham, pepper
jack cheese and some grilled green chilies.
    Now that just made my mouth water and I seriously thought
about making one to take with me while I was in the bakery.
    “As I was trying to lock up the bakery, after Henry had taken
off, I noticed everyone on the street going crazy. People were attacking one
another as they walked down the street. I figured this might be a good place to
hold up until it calmed down on the street and that Henry would be happy that I
locked up for him.” Frank finished his thought and took another bite of his
sandwich.
    He grabbed the cola on the table and took a big swig. “Wish I
had some booze to go with this. The things I’ve seen today. Really bad things.
A drink of whiskey would help me right now.”
    “It’s great that you got in here before something happened,
but this place has a floor to ceiling glass front. I’ve seen those “Zombies”,
as you call them, break through a sliding glass door and the front windows
would be no different.” I stated to him as I looked to the front of the bakery.
“You won’t last here long. Once one of those infected notices you, they will be
through those windows and you will be eaten.”
    Frank turned to look at the windows and shaking his head, he replied,
“I’ve noticed that when a person turns, they are really slow, almost like they
are a new born baby, learning to stand up and move their limbs.” He turned back
to me and said in a really low voice, “There are faster ones and they are the
ones you have to watch out for. They can sense you; they can hear you and they
can smell you.” He then smiled and said, “But there aren’t a lot of them, so
just pay attention and stay away from the fast ones.”
    “That doesn’t change the fact that this storefront is glass
and that they could break in.” I moved around the counter and slowly approached
the front glass windows and looked out into the street. The city was still on
fire, smoke rising up from all directions, the sky a bright orange and red even
with the sun bright and center in the sky.  The street was empty except for the
wrecked cars, the really dead people lying around and the occasional bird
landing to eat bits and pieces from the dead.
    “Hold on partner,” Frank said behind me and pulled me back to
the counter. “Like you said, if they see you, we could have a problem. So,
let’s hang back by the counter and the back room for now. No need to hang out
in the front window like a display mannequin.”
    “I already told you, I’m leaving to help Amy. I’m not staying
here.” I reminded him and started to head for the back door. “Lock up after me
and stay safe. Maybe I’ll see you again, but if not, thanks for everything over
the last few years. You were always willing to talk with me and most times,
your advice was sound.”
    “Most times? I’d say I was very much up front and honest.”
Frank said as he followed me. “If you step outside, you will need to change who
you are and what you believe in. You can’t survive in this new apocalyptic
world