Chapters (26)
- Contents
- Title Page
- Books By Jason D. Morrow
- Note to the Reader
- Chapter 1 - Waverly
- Chapter 2 - Remi
- Chapter 3 - Waverly
- Chapter 4 - Waverly
- Chapter 5 - Remi
- Chapter 6 - Remi
- Chapter 7 - Waverly
- Chapter 8 - Waverly
- Chapter 9 - Remi
- Chapter 10 - Remi
- Chapter 11 - Waverly
- Chapter 12 - Remi
- Chapter 13 - Waverly
- Chapter 14 - Waverly
- Chapter 15 - Remi
- Chapter 16 - Waverly
- Chapter 17 - Remi
- Chapter 18 - Remi
- Chapter 19 - Waverly
- About Jason D. Morrow
- Books By Jason D. Morrow
- Links
“So what about us?” Ethan asks. “Won’t they find out when you haven’t dropped us off at the warehouse?”
“I’m giving you the SUV,” he says. “There are weapons and supplies in the trunk space. I’ll tell them you three jumped me and took it so I had to walk back. They won’t be able to argue with that.”
“And where do you suggest we go from here?” Gilbert asks.
A bullet smashing through the windshield is his answer. The four of us duck down as more bullets slam into the SUV, ripping holes through the metal. I throw open my door and duck down. I can see Gabe running toward the woods to our left and I follow him. Bullets whiz by my head and I’m almost to the edge of the woods when my foot catches a rock and I fall hard to the ground. I’m about to pull myself from the ground when I look up and see that Scarecrow and his men are right on top of me.
Chapter 17 - Remi
It’s weird being back in Elkhorn after three years and it pains me to see everything that used to be beautiful and welcoming look like crap. The streets are littered with trash and abandoned cars. Many of the columns in front of the buildings are stained with blood which are remnants of when the military came in, trying to stop the chaos. The once-bustling buildings are now silent and empty. Well, I know they aren’t empty. I suppose I mean that they are empty of life. I can smell the decay in the air, the three years of rotting greyskins. People have another name for this place: the Epicenter. Most believe that this is where it all began. I guess it’s true. As a student here I didn’t think much about where the madness came from. None of us really had time to think. One day students were going to class, the next we were being attacked by these monsters that used to be people.