Jan 19 2009
Knight Of The Living Dead..Episode 9
Episode 9
We drove down the highway as the evening sky darkened. The head lights of the RV cutting through the cool night air.
Every now and then we would spot a ‘deader’ shuffling across the road but out here in the open they seemed to be few and far between.
We had been on the road for about an hour when Robert started slowing down.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“There’s some movement up ahead” Robert answered back.
Kathy pulled the slide back on her .38 just enough to make sure there was a round in the chamber. She checked her extra magazines and gave each a tap against her thigh so the rounds would be aligned and lower the chance of her weapon jamming.
Rellie put two speed loaders in her windbreaker pocket. Opened the wheel of her revolver and gave it a spin to make sure there was a round in each chamber. Satisfied with what she saw, she closed the wheel with a flip of her wrist.
Gypsy choose three stiletto blades and held them in her left hand and had a fourth in her right tossing it up and letting it make one full revolution in the air then land gracefully back in her hand. As I watched her one handed, one blade, knife juggling, I notice that the silver glow I had noticed around her eyes earlier was now also present around the fingers of her right hand.
Snipe moved to the front passenger seat. His 1911 held pointed to the floor. When he reached the seat he checked the daggers he had put in his boots and made sure they were easily accessible.
Stevil cracked the Sawed-Off open then one at a time he took out each shell, put it next to his ear and shook it. With a nod he then put them right back into each barrel then snapped the weapon shut. It was something I had seen Steve McQueen do in the ‘Magnificent Seven’. So I was Curious.
“Why’d you that?” I asked.
“What?” he answered.
“The thing with the shells.” I said, as I pantomimed shaking something next to my ear.
“Oh That,” he said, “I saw Steve McQueen do it in the ‘Magnificent Seven’ and thought it looked cool.
I had another shot of scotch.
From the front of the RV I heard Snipe talking to Robert.
“It looks like a Trailer or something pulled over to the side of the road.”
“I’ll inch us up abit closer” Robert said.
As we got closer we all looked out the RV’s huge windshield.
About twenty yards ahead of us was a trailer. One of the tires had gone flat. We could tell that someone had been trying to fix it because we could see a jack next to the tire. Around the trailer were the dark shapes of the walking dead.
Robert cut the engine, “If we go any closer, we may get swarmed.”
“Good thought,” Kathy said.
Robert hit the high beams on the RV.
When he did, “Oh, Shit!” crossed the lips of everyone inside.
There appeared to be fifty or more ‘Deaders’ milling about out there, but worse, as one zombie moved away from the trailer door.
A name became readable.
“Flying Skwirl”
