Thursday, 18 February 2016

Thursday Teaser - It's All True #YA #zombie #dystopia

YA Zombie Dystopia Novella
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Buildings zipped past, each identical, each untouched by time and decay. It should be ruins. His mind couldn't wrap around the idea of the city being undamaged while the people in it had been destroyed. There should be some evidence.
A flicker of movement down a side street had his heart leaping into his mouth. "Stop!"
The autocar slowed to a halt, but they were already past the side road.
"Back up."
"Reversing on a main thoroughfare is an illegal maneuver."
"But there's no other traffic."
"Reversing on a main thoroughfare is an illegal maneuver."
Damn. "Well then, take the next right."
"This takes us away from the main route to your destination."
"Yeah, I know, it."
"Yes, sir."
The autocar obediently took the next right, then the next two as Connor directed until it was heading back to the main route along the side street he'd seen movement. Except there was nothing there. The road was empty.
Was his damaged mind playing tricks on him? Like the shadow in the hospital, had he imagined movement? Or was he just trying to convince himself that there were people here, people who weren't zombies, just to stop himself from going crazy?
"I could have sworn..." His voice trailed off. That was it. He was crazy. Could being clinically insane get him back into the hospital?
Connor sighed, rubbing his forehead. He should just go home, shut himself away and wait for the real insanity to set in.
"Okay, head for home."
"Yes, sir." The autocar set off again, and he slumped back into his seat. Maybe there weren't even any zombies left. Once the normal people had run out, they'd move on, right? Why stay somewhere they could no longer find food?
Something hit the back of the car, and he spun round. "Fuck!"
A green skinned, wild-eyed man was chasing the car. Connor stared as he—as it—hammered at the back window with filthy hands.
"Go faster!" He yelled at the car, shoving himself away from the rear window until his back hit the front screen.
"It is illegal to exceed the city speed limit. Please return to your seat."
The zombie threw itself at the glass again, then got left behind as it stumbled from the impact.
"Hell, no." Connor stayed where he was, as far as he could get from the creature shambling after him. Thankfully, the zombie was falling behind now, limping. Connor watched it as the autocar pulled away, shaking so hard his teeth chattered. Staring at the monster they were fortunately leaving behind.
It's true. It's all true. He slithered down into the foot well of the car, swallowing hard. The world was full of zombies. And they were going to come after him.
Imagine waking up to find the world has ended, but unfortunately you’re not alone...

For Connor Innis, awakening from a year-long coma with no memories, no ability to move, and unable to speak was bad enough. Then he learns that a bioweapon set off a zombie apocalypse—for real—while he was sleeping, and the world he can't even remember no longer exists.

Rehabilitation might be torture, but far worse awaits him outside. All too soon, the hospital Mentor declares him fit to leave with nothing to go home to except a city full of mindless, flesh-eating monsters. That is, until he forms a strange relationship with the one he nicknames 'Zombie Girl'.

WARNING: Contains bad language, and moderate gore and violence.

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