Chapter 9

A few more days passed before strangers appeared on the road leading into the hills. "Dad, Mom, there's a pickup truck coming up the road—and it's got a few zombies trailing behind it!" The vehicle sped straight toward our industrial site. It had started out like any other day. After breakfast, my parents went off to tidy up, while I stayed behind with my high-powered binoculars, scanning the base of the mountain as usual. Then I spotted it—a truck, charging up the hill like a bat out...