Last Stand of the Dead

Last Stand of the Dead

Joseph Talluto

Language: English

Pages: 184

ISBN: 0987240072

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


How do you fight a foe that is fast, smart, and relentless? How do you prepare for an enemy that doesn't know pain, fear, or mercy? How do you stop the dead from rising again, ripping apart everything you've tried to rebuild? John Talon and his crew race across the state, trying to stop the wave of zombie children from destroying the fragile communities struggling to rebuild after the Upheaval. John will learn the terrible lesson of sacrifice as he makes a final stand against the dead.

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main road through town. The first row of houses we passed showed no signs of any recent habitation, and the side roads we passed were full of homes falling into disrepair and ruin. The Illinois Department of Transportation building seemed to be in good shape, being made of brick, but the Biggsville United Presbyterian Church had one wall completely caved in, giving the building a grumpy frown. Further north, the rows of houses ended at Arthur Street, and it was where the tracks passed through

Highway 61 south, which became 354 Ave just for the hell of it. Tommy called from the van and asked when we had returned to Ohio. I guess he had been paying attention to the street signs as well, as he was equally confused as to why the roads just couldn’t be one name from beginning to end. We passed by Hillcrest Memorial Park, a vast forested area with a little go-cart track on the east end. South of that, we reached the Great River Road and prepared to cross the bridge into Illinois. I stopped

thirteen fresh Marines, and a quartet of Air Force mechanics, we made it work. If they didn’t want to go, we persuaded them otherwise. The whole time I was there, we only had six encounters that involved shooting.” Dad paused again and then looked straight at me. “It was about three years in when I began to hear your name. Travelers from the north talked about a group that was putting the country back together, and there was a man leading the charge. I nearly had a heart attack when I found out

with. The idle was quiet as well, but the forest went quiet around me at the metallic sounds. The wind rustled the leaves, masking the sound of the bike, and I eased the bike into first gear, wincing at the small click that motion caused. I kept one hand on the clutch as I positioned the shotgun, figuring to run and gun. I pointed the bike north and eased up on the clutch, slowly moving forward. Suddenly my radio came alive with the sound of Duncan’s voice. “Are you sure? We’re clear up here.”

Andre was an amateur blacksmith who happened to have a talent with metal. His knives and weapons were sought after, and he did well in his trade. Charlie’s tomahawks were made by Andre last year, replacing the ones that had been with him for so long. Andre’s were better balanced, flew farther, and kept their edges longer. Couldn’t ask for more, as Charlie said... Andre looked at me. “What are we facing, John Talon?” I got down to business. “We’re heading north to the capital, trying to hook up

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