Sorry that this is a day later than promised. My three monsters are off school and after the crazy trip to EuroDisney we've all been super tired and grumpy all week.
Anyway, here it is, a little sneak peak at Odium II, coming MAY 9th! Only 14 days to go...
Odium II The Dead Saga
As we get close to the main fence of the plant, a loud humming can be heard—oh, and a chorus of deader moans, of course. Can’t forget that sweet sound.
“It’s there.” Dean points up ahead. “You guys sure you’re up to this?”
“No,” I say wholeheartedly. And I mean it, too, especially after seeing the amount of them. There’s definitely a couple
Mikey scratches his beard, frowning again. It’s becoming an all too familiar look on him. “I’m not happy about this.” He looks around at the surrounding fields, stray deaders making their shambly way over to the exact point that we need to get to.
“Look, Lovers’ Lookout is just over that hill, the truck’s over there. It will be easy—we’ve done something similar before.”
He looks around and I don’t miss the anxiety that crosses his face. “Of course there weren’t nearly as many of the sick
then.” He shrugs. “I only need them distracted long enough to get this fence secured.”
I take a deep breath. “Let’s just get this over and done with. Anne, Em, you’re both with me then. You know the plan.” I
start to walk away but Mikey catches my elbow and turns me back around. He reaches down for my chin, tugging my face
up to his as he kisses me.
“Be careful.” His brown eyes bore into mine like something you see in a movie—intense, full of emotion. I’d swoon if I was
the type to.
“Always am.” I smirk as I deftly kiss him back and then start walking to the truck.
“I’m serious, don’t go doing anything stupid,” he shouts after me.
There are several trucks scattered around, but the two we’re using are Land Rovers or something similar. I only recognize
the shape of the truck as something my own father used to drive when I was younger. He was so proud of that vehicle,
always going on about it being a real man’s truck.
I smile fondly at the memory and climb into the closest one. Anne climbs in the back and Emily gets in the passenger’s
seat next to me. The deaders have spotted us and are growling their disgusting asses off, as if afraid that we might be
Not likely--we’re bringing lunch to you.
I start the truck with the key Dean gave me, glad that he had the sense to keep turning some of the vehicles over so the engines didn’t all go flat. I have to give the boy some credit; he has some very clever ideas, even if some others are
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