Mania of the Zombies Book 44

Chapter Fifteen-The New York Blackout-(Part one)

The Dime House,

Upper Manhattan,

New York,

7:00 PM.

The rain begun to batter the house of Oscar and Patricia Dime. "It's dark! Where's the hell is the cops? This is New York;  this isn't America".

"Oscar, call Vinnie".

"It's too dark, honey. Vinnie is in Brooklyn. Get the generator on! And the candles!". He was about to tell Alison, his 15 years old daughter, when he knew that she was on a date with Silvio DiRissie. He fumed. Then he somehow flicked on the flashlight...as the sirens blared outside.

***

Brooklyn,

New York,

7:00 PM.

"What's the matter?", Silvio asked.

"It's the dark. Did you see the news? The Zombies are biting everyone". She wished her parents approved her boyfriend.

"Look, I am 19. I live the life of a Mafia's son. That is not my life. Yet. We Italians do things our way. Besides, the Zombies aren't in Brooklyn. They were in Harlem in 2012. Scared a African-American boy we knew. Hell, the cable TV news idiots though it was a race murder. It isn't. Zombies are Undead because they're dead".

"And you know that because you've been there".

"Yes".

He kissed her on the mouth.

~~~

The cold breeze wafted from the west. The branches swayed; the leaves fell to the ground. "Do you think the cops will see us?", Alison asked.

"They're too busy. Maybe they're asking our cops to keep a lookout for Risers. See...there's one over there", Silvio answered.

She looked into the darkness.

Two lamps illumed the road; two black colored chairs were empty. "You're lying!". He was about to laugh, when two Risers appeared.

One of them, a girl, wore a  blue colored "NY" dress. And she was barefoot; the other one, a boy, wore a red colored T-shirt, black colored jeans, a black colored belt, black colored socks, and was also barefoot.

They were 14 years old...and recently Undead.

Silvio screamed.

Alison screamed as well.

"ZOMBIES!", Silvio yelled.

"LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!", Alison screamed again. The girl Zombie's white colored eyes homed in on the human girl.

It moved so fast that Alison didn't have time to escape.

In its right, rotting, hand was a butcher knife. Its wicked, gleaming, blade slashed at her chest. When it stabbed into her once, she screamed once more due to the fresh blood that dripped from the wound. She attempted to run.

But, as she did so, the knife entered her throat.

And, seconds later, the Zombie fed on her neck with its teeth. Flesh ripped. When the infection coursed through her body, Alison thudded near the Riser's feet...and died.

~~~

Silvio ran.

He needed to get away.

The road was 11 miles to town.

He grabbed his I-phone 6.

"Antonio, this is Silvio. My girlfriend's dead. They're Zombies in Brooklyn! Get some people here now!". He pressed the END CALL button...and the line was dead.

~~~

The boy Riser attacked Silvio.

He kicked the Zombie in the chest with his right foot. The crunch of bone was heard. It was in pain for a brief period.

He raced to Alison.

"I'm sorry!".

He was about to leave when she changed.

Her flesh rotted away.

Her eyes was a white color.

She rose from the dead.

"I want your brains...and flesh!", it told him. It then fed on Silvio's face. He backed away in horror. He saw a WWII shelter nearby.

He didn't know it was there. He was too busy having a good time with Alison to notice it. That's my chance!

Silvio ran to the barbed wired facility.

Written in dark script on a old door were the words:

DEM ZWEITEN WELTKRIEG Nukleare Base

(WWII Nuclear Base)

He reached the front door.

Suddenly he saw a Radiation picture.

Underneath it were the words:

Durch die Strahlung ... Tragen Sie unbedingt Anti-Radiation Suit

(Due to Radiation...You must wear Anti-Radiation Suits).

Everyone was fighting the Nazis a long time ago..., he thought to himself. The pain was stronger now. He forced open the door...and went inside...just as the male Zombie reached out and tried to rip into his neck for the second time.

~~~

The Shelter of the Undead in Arizona wasn't the only one in America. By Mid 1944, Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei soldiers headed to New York on fake Passports. They gave US Customs and Immigration officials the right paperwork. 

And, for seven decades, their secrets were CLASSIFIED.

But, now, as Silvio entered the Shelter, those secrets had risen from the grave...like the Zombies had done so two years' ago.

~~~

Silvio flicked on the ancient lights.

Inside he saw cages.

A lot of cages.

Zombie cages.

To his horror he saw 676 of the Undead grinning at him. He screamed. But they moved about in their drugged state.

"What the hell's going on here?", he asked the Risers. They didn't answer; they were full of drugs. It was like the stories his Grandparents told of the 1960's...Everyone was high from the LSD...The effect of Doctor Timothy Leary...and the Age of Aquarius...and Peace...and Love...And Rock & Roll...And early musicians' deaths by the time the early 1970's arrived...And Woodstock in August of 1969...

...It was a mind-bending, psychedelic trip into oblivion...The new second, secret, Lab was supposed to be open before the Arizona one. But due to WWII, the Korea War of the early 1950's, and The Vietnam War, the US scientists were too busy to care about this facility...this Lab.

Suddenly a female Riser opened its white colored eyes. It was out of its drug haze. "You came! We were abandoned", it told him.

And it saw the flesh rotting away from his neck.

"Let me rip that off you, boy", it smiled. And it ripped the flesh with its rotting with its clawed, right hand, and fed on it with an eagerness that was disturbing.

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