Mania of the Zombies Book One

In 2012, twelve year old Gretel Harding escapes from zombies that have been let loose from the Laboratory. When she's taken to a military camp she is forced to survive, as the apocalypse continues to wreak havoc across America.

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2. Crisis

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The female zombie stared at the group of soldiers. "Hungry!​", it yelled/ It had blonde hair, sunken green eyes, and petite; it wore a tattered pink skirt, and was barefoot. It was feeding on a piece of dried meat, savouring the food as it struggled to survive in the New World Order. Gretel aimed a air rifle at the zombie. Before it could do anything, Gretel shot it in the left leg. Blood spilled from the gaping wound. "It's a riser", Kath said. Peter aimed his air rifle at a male riser, (as it was now being called), and shot it in the right, rotting, hand. Pieces of bone and flesh fell onto the dark, muddy, ground; more risers rose from the ground. "Hungry!!!​", they all shouted. Rachel fired back. As the zombies fell, the military base was cordoned off, and the horror of what was going to happen threatened their own futures.

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Tyler looked weakened by the zombie threat. He knew his parents were dead. It happened three years ago in the summer of 2009, when he was ten. They had predicted the zombies would take control of America. At first, he had laughed at them. And then he saw one of the risers were biting into its own right finger with its gnashing, rotten, teeth; it had blood dripping down their black mouths. And then he did believe. Then he saw the soldiers roaming along the New York streets. He closed his eyes...and he was picked up the soldiers in the jeep. And what was in the past was all but forgotten...as the future was full of death and nightmares.

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Rachel spoke. "I came here with Peter. It was fate that brought us together. I mean fate is something terrible, you know. But not to me". She gazed at the arched hallway. Gretel smiled. "It's good to meet others who love each other". By one o'clock PM, as lunch was over, As the group cleaned the plates, and finished up, all of them sensed they weren't alone.

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Amber Dennison started to shiver. She noticed a riser feeding on its left hand. She gasped in horror. She grabbed a knife in her right hand; she stabbed at the riser's hands. "​Hungry!", it said. She screamed. Then she stabbed at the riser. The zombie moved at a slow pace. Then, as it moved, Amber moved away before she was bitten. Suddenly she saw a girl shooting at the riser with her air rifle. "Don't move!", the stranger told her. "Okay". Amber walked several steps, then she saw six zombies rising from the deep dirt. "We have to leave", the girl said. Amber didn't have time to think; she ran with her towards Central Park, where the native New Yorkers had congregated, waiting for the soldiers to take them to the barracks by jeeps.

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The gay businessman held onto his brown leather briefcase. He had heard about the riser situation on his I-phone; he saw the hot black grille was burning on fire. Seconds later, he saw black. sunken, eyes watching him from inside the grille. The sewers were overflowing with rancid water. The businessman screamed as sharp fingers ripped across his black trousers. He saw the flesh was ripped. He staggered away from the zombie. "Hungry​!", it yelled. It was too late. The man was dying from the wounds that was inflicted on him. He fell over onto the harsh ground; he remained silent, then died instantly before help arrived.

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