Dead Society Alumni - Part One

Dead Society Alumni - Part One

Steven Bowman

Language: English

Pages: 82

ISBN: 1:00032009

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Governments do not exist. There is no such thing as a military anymore, although we are all soldiers. You are not being protected if you are not protecting yourself.

There is no such thing as a normal life anymore.

The dead have risen, and the world has fallen.

But a group of survivors have come together, and we are trying to make a difference in the world. We are trying to claim back what is rightfully ours. We are what stands between the plague and human extinction.

We are the Dead Society Alumni.

My name is Taylor, one of the founding members of the DSA, and I guess you can call this is my graduation.

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head back the way I came in or carry on? Moments later as I ponder the two options available to me; my mind and I only had one option, carry on. There are zombies coming down the stairs at the end of the corridor I came in. I have no time to think anymore, I run along the hallway. I almost slip on a puddle of blood with a slither of flesh resting on it. This must have been the zombie apocalypse version of a banana peel. My footing went a little, but I manage to keep my balance and manage to

the couch as six eyeballs focus on me like I was on display at a museum. I know she was just trying to be thorough, trying to make me think about what I was doing. Making sure I always had a plan B. But the truth is I don’t. All I had was plan A, and even that wasn’t methodical. There was no plan B. I was going all in balls deep. Rhonda gave me a look. She knew what was going on. ‘We can’t change your mind, can we?’ she could see it in my eyes that I wasn’t going to give up, and that there was

made on someone. I came in from a church. I proved to be cool with kids with that light fist bump and basically said I was willing to die in order to save a girl’s life. I am ruggedly handsome (the rugged part wasn’t by choice; I was just going with the current trend set by the lack of new products being release). As far as first impressions come, that is as good as it gets. I dare you ladies not to fall in love with a man like that. On the seat next to Hank, I look straight ahead. ‘Just a few

silhouettes making their way toward us. The zombies are getting close, from either end of the tunnel now. My heart is truly pounding. They are closing in fast. We stop in the middle of the tracks just watching the bright light at the end of the tunnel. It was like an actual cliché that death is approaching. But it was also quite literal. Kerri takes control of the situation as I was caught between many minds. She grabs my hand and pulls me over to the left side of the tunnel and into alcove.

backpack for easy access. I actually thought about doing it purely because I saw it on the turtles when I was a kid, if it wasn’t for Leonardo, I probably wouldn’t be looking like such a badass geek right now. I can wander through these streets with relative ease. There weren’t many zombies roaming them, very few actually patrol these streets. It’s a weird thing when you recognize a zombie. I saw one a few weeks ago down at the car wash wearing a red shirt and white slacks, now he was wandering

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