paranoid, since zombies donât last very long in water. But you never know. Maybe the zombie germ does.
The truth is, nobody knows for sure how it happens. They donât even know what causes the disease in the first place.
Except maybe the government, and theyâre not talking.
â Whyâd they move the Omegaman training facilities off LI?â I ask Kelly. âAfter the second flood, I mean.â
â Well, the island was pretty much a lost cause,â he answers, reciting history that both of us supposedly learned years back. Iâve since forgotten so much of it. The explanation sounds familiar, but it also sounds too convenient, like a lie. âThe Army Corps of Engineers went in and walled it off and evacuated any people still alive.â
That was the official account. Unofficially, Iâve heard there werenât any of them left.
â Grandpa says the Marines moved the Omegaman training facilities to Washington State seven or eight years ago. He says they were just going to let the remaining IUs keel over.â
Most zombies just sort of run out of energy after a while, contrary to the old stories about them. Without human flesh, theyâd last maybe a year. After a dozen years, the place would essentially be free of them.
About four or five years ago, Arc Properties went in and reclaimed some of the zones. They said they were going to do a survey. While they claimed to have found a few active zoms, the ones they did find were so slow that they were harmless. Of course, nobody cared a whit by then. Nobody wanted to go and re-inhabit the island.
Year before last, Arc Properties converted one of the zones into a new type of gaming arcade, which they called Gameland. They imported a whole new crop of fresh zombies as Players.
â Arc,â Kelly spits. âBastards.â Itâs the only time Iâve ever heard him say anything bad about the company. It comes as such a surprise now because for the past couple of years, the rest of us talked about joining the company after high school and Kelly was actually pretty supportive of it, even though he had different plans.
â What, Kel?â
He shakes his head bitterly. âRich bastards. All they care about is money. Did you know it costs a million bucks to buy into The Game ? And thatâs not even for a good zombie, but an older one, probably with a first gen L.I.N.C.â
I frown, wondering where this hostility is coming from and why heâs all of a sudden talking about Arc and The Game .
â People who have that kind of money should use it for good instead of just throwing it away. If I were that rich, Iâd make sure Kyle got treated.â
I lean away from him.
His eyes clear. âSorry, Jess. I guess Iâm just a little tired after everything thatâs happened today.â
He gets up and fetches his clothes from the dryer. âThink Iâll head home.â
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Chapter 8
Ashley pings me that evening. Thankfully, she waits until after dinner this time. Grandpa and Eric are at each otherâs throats again in the kitchen. At the moment, Ericâs shouting and Grandpaâs sitting there with his trademark military composure, which only seems to infuriate Eric all the more.
I close my bedroom door, muffling their voices.
â Whatâs up?â
â Reggie wants us to meet at his place,â Ashley says. âCan you come?â
â Right now? Um, I guess. Whatâs this about?â
Stupid question, of course. Thereâs only one thing it could be about.
â Heâs figured out how we can do it.â
I snort. âRight.â
â Just be there, okay?â
As soon as she disconnects, Kelly pings me. âYou hear?â
â Just got off with Ash, but she didnât give any details, just told me to meet her at Reggieâs.â
â I guess they got equipment.â
â What equipment? Scuba gear? How?â
I slip
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