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Oasis: Chapter 34

Friday, December 14th, 2007

[note: If you haven’t read any Oasis before, you should start at the beginning. This chapter may be kind of raw, I haven’t read through it as much as I usually do. As always, I’m not offended by you pointing out typos and half sentences. Also, the following link is just so that I can claim my blog on technorati. Technorati Profile]

It’s supposed to be a trashcan.

Rescue Operation

At least, I felt like I had seen those same shoes before. I just couldn’t remember where.

Plus, I hadn’t yet seen any of the deads running, so I decided he was probably uninfected.

I backed toward the approaching man and yelled at the deads again, hoping to get the attention of a couple more.

Six deads ignored me and continued beating on the ragged door. The two I had hit lay motionless on the ground. The other two continued their silent pursuit.

I heard the man in red shoes slow down as he got close.

I half turned so I could see him without losing sight of my pursuers.

We looked each other over for a moment, searching for signs of infection. (more…)

Oasis: Chapter 32

Thursday, November 29th, 2007

[note: As you can see, we’re a long way into Oasis. If you’re just arriving here, you should start with Chapter 1: The Last Shift]

Match

Betrayal Pains

The blow caught me in right in the stomach. Air exploded out my mouth and my diaphragm refused to take in more.

I dropped to my knees.

It hurt bad.

In the dim light, I could make out Carl’s form hovering over me. He was holding an aluminum baseball bat.

He had misjudged the distance in the dark and had hit me with his hands when he swung.

It still hurt, though.

One of Carl’s boys lit an oil lamp.

Another hurt was welling up inside me. I looked up at Beth’s sobbing face. She had betrayed me. Led me into a trap.

I couldn’t believe it.

Maybe I had wanted to believe she was really going to (more…)


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