Born In The Apocalypse by Joseph Talluto Read Free Book Online

in anywhere.
    We walked back across the office and over to the other side of the foyer.  There was a larger opening on this side, and it also led to the very dark area in the middle of the school.  Trey walked along the wall while I circled wide.  My dad had always taught us to spread out as much as we could when we were hunting anything, and I figured it was as appropriate here as it was in the woods.
    The area in front of us was dark, but there was nothing in it except for a bunch of benches and tables.  If I had to guess, I’d say this was where everyone came to eat when they were here.  There were more papers and garbage on the floor, but nothing of interest.
    “What’s in there?” Trey asked.  He pointed behind me to the big set of double doors I didn’t know I was standing in front of. 
    “Beats me.  Help yourself,”  I said, stepping away from the big doors.
    “Dang, you gonna make me do all the work?”  Trey said, frowning.
    “ You wanted to come in here to see what was what, you can see what is what,” I said, sounding somewhat stupid.
    Trey shook his head and pulled on the handles.  Neither of them worked, so we walked along the wall until we came across another set of double doors.  These didn’t work either, and I was beginning to figure we weren’t going to get in.  The last set of doors opened, but only slightly.  We could barely make out that they had been chained together on the other side.
    “Well, that tells us one thing,” Trey said.
    “Do tell,” I prompted, looking around at a huge eating room which seemed to be big enough to have a stage on it.
    “There might be some stuff worth recovering if no one else has been able to get in there,” Trey said.
    I tossed that around in my head for a second.  “Maybe it’s full of sleeping Trippers, too.”

Chapter 8
     
     
    Trey just shook his head and moved down a very dark hallway.  It was dark enough that we stopped for a minute and pulled a candle out of his pack.  I had the lighter, so we lit the candle, throwing weak but welcome light into our area. 
    As it turned out, we were standing next to a flight of stairs that would take us to the second floor.  Trey didn’t even ask before he started up the steps.  I had to follow since he was carrying the candle.
    The second floor, as it turned out, wasn’t as scary as the first.  There was a lot of light coming in from the huge windows at the end of the hallways, and there were a few skylights that helped a great deal. 
    Trey looked in the first room we came to and shook his head.  I walked over to the other side of the hallway and checked a room on that side.  It was cleared of anything useful as well.  I don’t know who we were kidding.  Unless it came up to us and told us what it would be useful for, we wouldn’t really know it.  I told Trey the same thing.
    “You never know,” Trey said.  “That’s what my Daddy always says.  You never know.”
    “You may be right about that,” I said as I ducked into a room.  Trey waited in the hallway, and I popped out quickly, showing him my prizes.
    “I’ll be damned.  You looking to make points with your Mom, or what?”
    I grinned.  I had pulled out a couple of history textbooks, but I couldn’t be sure of the grade level.  In any case, Trey and I had something other than the books my mom had scrounged up for teaching.  I think I may have helped our education by leaps and bounds, not to mention our attention spans.
    The next rooms in the hallway didn’t have anything of worth, and I was thinking we were wasting hunting time when we crossed over to the other side.  Right away we could tell things were different.  There was a feel to the air that wasn’t there before, and the big windows on the end of the hallways were covered up with big drapes.  They almost looked like bedsheets.
    “Something’s not right there, bro,”  Trey said.
    I nodded my head in agreement.  Since I didn’t have to hold the