Free DEAD FACTIONS - the Zombie War Narratives - a Novella by Michael Carr

and behave,” Tonya smiles.
    Moments later in the General’s office, his assistant phones “Sir, there is a faint tracking signal coming from within the base.” The General orders a search and slams the phone down.
    From his room, Corey hears a lot of traffic going up and down the hall. He eases off the bed and begins releasing the attachments, but he is afraid of removing the band. It appears to be somewhat permanent.
    The commotion in the hall is also noticed by Tonya who decides this is as good a time as any…and presses a stud on her boot. At that same instance, the General’s assistant sees that the signal is gone and contacts him again.  The phone takes the brunt of his anger after the message is delivered.
    Tonya turns to the Doctor, “We know about your experiments and that you are injecting yourself with the Devil. Confess what you are doing to Corey…and Sister Tonya will absolve you of your wrong doing… OR (touching his neck) your penance will be … Boom !”
    Corey cracks the door to his room and looks out. Seeing a guard...Corey whistles to get his attention. He steps back into the room and waits for the solider to come in.  Upon the soldier’s entrance, Corey picks him up by the neck and tosses him across the room knocking him unconsciousness. “Whoa!” Corey is impressed with his increased power.  He quickly removes the guard’s uniform and starts suiting up.
    Back in the meeting room, Richards stands with his hands out as if to help express himself, "Let me explain!”
    Tonya puts her hand in front of his face moving her finger back and forth like a metronome, “I wouldn’t make a lot of sudden moves…..Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock. It’s time to get down to business Doc.”             
    Before she can say more, Corey walks into the meeting room, dressed in a soldier's uniform pointing at his arm, “Actually, it is time to tell us what you have done to me!”
    Tonya, relieved to see Corey, rushes to help him to a chair, “Yes, Corey, the Doctor was about to tell us…from the beginning.”

 
    Chapter Five  
                                                                                           Chaos Erupts
     
     
    Richards is seated with his chin resting on his folded hands. He is scared to move, nervous after divulging all he knows.
    “Unbelievable!” Tonya staring straight at the Doctor, “Chief, do you believe the shit he is trying to pass off here?”
    Chief motions to Tonya, “We need to talk.”
                  The Doctor looks over at Corey and sees him nodding off and pale. Richards gets up, makes his way over to Corey and explains his concern, “I really need to get him back to the examination room.”
    Tonya walks towards Chief and turns to speak, "Remember, he is not a lab rat!”
    Richards reassures the three, "I know. I just need to get him stabilized.” Patrick helps the Doctor lift Corey and get him back to the exam room.
                  Chief waits for the door to shut completely before communicating what is beginning to worry him, “I’m not in good shape, obviously. That thing slammed me pretty hard to the ground, amiga.”
    Tonya has little patience, “What are you saying?”
    Chief still seated holding his side looks at her with candidness, “This is it for me kid, but I’m going to help you get out of here.”
    This is not what she was expecting to hear, “We have Richards where we want him, and he will help you.”
    Chief looks away...he is firm on his decision, “He is not touching me! Just listen to what I am telling you. I have a plan.”
                  As Richards and Patrick get Corey back into the exam room, the Doctor’s concern is split between Corey’s condition and his own fate with a bomb stuck to his neck, “Careful Patrick, help me put him on the table.” He decides to take a chance, “What do you know