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
I will never forget the first greyskin I encountered. His name was Andy. I sat next to him in English class before the outbreak. He was a smart guy, but he didn’t talk much. That day, so many of us were running in a panic. I couldn’t find my friends. I remember seeing Andy and calling out to him. When he turned his head I could see that he had changed into one of them…one of those creatures. At that time, the greyskins were nameless. I’m not exactly sure where the word greyskin came from, probably the news, but the name described Andy well. His skin looked like ash and his eyes had darkened. I remember trying to call out to him, but when he came toward me I knew he wasn’t coming to my aid. He was coming to bite me, to scratch me, eat me. I remember seeing a police officer shoot him down right in front of me. I was in shock. The police officer was telling me to get somewhere safe, but before he could finish his sentence, two more greyskins were on top of him, ripping his skin from his bones.
Elkhorn is one of the last places I want to be right now. I'd rather be anywhere but here, but if I’m going to be allowed back into Crestwood, I need to find something out about Jessi Paxton. I know it’s probably a stupid idea. I know Paxton has probably sent me on a death mission, but what else can I do? It’s not like I know of any other safe haven. But if I can, I would like to be back at Crestwood, even if that means helping Gabe uncover whatever this plot is about Shadowface.
The grey clouds roll in through the distance, casting a dark shadow across the university. It’s going to rain, I think to myself. Rain is good for disguising steps, but it’s bad for keeping warm. As a gust of wind hits me from behind, I become more thankful of the coat Gabe gave me.
My enhanced hearing can sense the shuffling of greyskins all around me, though none of them have noticed my presence. I can see one or two in the street up ahead, but I won’t be going that way. I cut through an alley (something I hate to do with the limited space) because on the other side I will come to the road directly across from the university hospital.