TYBEE ISLAN
ISLAND
By By Paul Paul Cales
Continued from the December 2017 Beachcomber.
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Chapter Six: Zombie Freeze – Part II
Day 3.5
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pulled it from under the bar. “Remember the time Brian was drunk and
jumped on the table yelling at the top of his lungs that ‘Crabbin’ ain’t
easy’? I thought Patty was gonna knock his block off with this bat.”
“She almost did. She barely missed his head when she said, ‘SHUT
THE F UP BRIAN’ and slung it at him.”
“She went from super mad to snorting with laughter when Brian
dodged and fell off the table screaming, ‘I broke my ass bone!’”
“I totally forgot about…” Rudy begins to respond as the back-door
bursts open and Jay and Howard come flying through.
“Get the damn door!” Jay shouts as Rudy lunges for the door and
attempts to slam it shut. Six geeks pile into the other side of the door
and match his force.
“Get Howard into the cart and get the hell out of here,” Rudy says as
Tony throws his shoulder into the door to help.
“PUSH RUDY,” Tony shouts, as he tries using the bat to smash the
geeks’ fingers sticking out of the door.
“I AM PUSHING DUDE! That’s not working, man!” Rudy shouts in
return.
“Get Howard to Inlet,” Tony yells to Jay. “Carrie is waiting on you
in the boat. We’ll hold this as long as we can then haul ass to Doug’s
house. When you’re passing the back of Doug’s place pull the fire
escape down so we don’t have to mess with it on our way. Meet us at
Inlet with the morning tide.”
“Okay, man. Be careful,” Jay replies as he and Howard disappear
through the fence.
“You think Doug is home?” Tony asks Rudy.
“Uh, duh! He’s always home. Well except for the time he went to
Hucapoos to hang out with that girl.”
“That’s why I love you, brother. There are zombies trying to eat us on
Rudy and Tony are just about finished loading the trash cart with
supplies when Rudy reaches for the door to the walk-in freezer.
“What the hell are you doing Rudy? The power has been out for
days and that walk-in is gonna smell worse than the Wind Rose after a
Zombie Freeze session.”
“You’re right man. What’s that?” Rudy says as he points to a round
piece of wood sticking out from the side of the walk-in.
“Dude, that’s Patty’s bat. Toss it here.” When he has the bat, Tony
admires every little imperfection as if he can remember each time Patty
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