Friday, April 26, 2013

Episode Sixty-four of Lilith's Escape



                                                                       


Heavy artillery was ringing out in front of them, but Edward’s attention was on the woman he carried in his arms as he rushed to safety. Rita was screaming something, but the explosion from the grenade that had gone off several feet behind them, made it impossible to hear anything but the ringing in his ears.

“We’re not going to make it to safety, please…put me down,” Rita was struggling to free herself from his tight hold of her.

Edward needed to catch his breath and lowered Rita to the ground, but when he realized that she was bleeding, his heart sank. “I’m not giving up and neither are you, he told her.”

                                                                          
                                                 

Instead of replying Rita pointed her gun at Edward and shot. When he realized the bullet wasn’t meant for him, he turned and saw the zombie lying on the ground. There were another twenty or more heading their way. “These bags of bones picked the wrong day to start with me,” Rita said through clenched teeth.
                                                                    
The sound of a loud engine caught their attention and when Edward spun around, gun aimed, he was surprised to see an elderly woman sitting on a four wheeled vehicle.  This was Edward's first introduction to a quad.
                                                                         
“What the hell are you waiting for? I ain’t here to take your pictures; climb on, now,” the grandmotherly rider shouted out.
                                                                        
                                           
Edward had no time to question the woman, not with the zombies within hand’s reach. He helped Rita onto the back of the bike before joining her. Edward was forced to hang on for dear life as the driver raced away.

2 comments:

  1. Gosh, Marie! These are scary stories. I thought Rita shot Edward at first. You are keeping me on the edge of my seat. [Although I could do without the bloody photos. I've got this thing about blood. Wait till you see my memoir.]

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    1. I'm sorry Victoria, but with zombies, there is lots of gore. I can't wait to read you memoir. I miss you. We'll be doing a book signing this Friday in Haddon Heights at the Rendez-Vous from 12 to 3 p.m. maybe you can swing by.

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