Nightshift 42: Kelley Street
[From here.]
Leonard shoved the sharper end of the grilling spatula into the throat of another zombie, pushing him back as he reached a crossroads. The monster hit the ground with a wet thwump, giving Lenny time to look around.
All right, another one down. Got to find a way out of this place. The atmosphere heavy, the air thick and misleading. Can't tell which way is which. Too dark to read my notes. He pulled his journal from his pocket and flipped through the pages anyway, but most of the pages were too dimly illuminated to be any help.
"Hey," he called to the girl who was following him, trying to get her attention without garnering more zombies, "Any ideas on where to go?"
Leonard shoved the sharper end of the grilling spatula into the throat of another zombie, pushing him back as he reached a crossroads. The monster hit the ground with a wet thwump, giving Lenny time to look around.
All right, another one down. Got to find a way out of this place. The atmosphere heavy, the air thick and misleading. Can't tell which way is which. Too dark to read my notes. He pulled his journal from his pocket and flipped through the pages anyway, but most of the pages were too dimly illuminated to be any help.
"Hey," he called to the girl who was following him, trying to get her attention without garnering more zombies, "Any ideas on where to go?"