Chatter by Kurt Horning Read Free Book Online

“Follow my lead.”
    They kept behind buildings and in the shadows. Moving slowly the group made their way to the Ferris wheel. On the platform Vick explained his plan to the others. Cade climbed into one of the cars attached to the wheel and waited as the rest hid.
    A pack of undead was lumbering around the platform, probably 30 or more. Cade from the car yelled, “Hey assholes!”
    The chattering began immediately. A few sniffers began moving around trying to locate Cade. Finally they got a bead on him and began moving in his direction. As they began fighting to enter the car he was in, Cade climbed out the other side and onto the roof.
    “Hit it,” he cried.
    Vick then popped up from hiding and pushed the button. The Ferris wheel turned two car lengths and stopped. Cade climbed to the new car and repeated the process over and over, loading the mob into one car at a time.
    Most stood still while others fell out of their cars and snapped their necks and bodies on the concrete below. Once all the cars were full, Vick left the Ferris wheel running on constant.
    “Nice plan Vick,” said Keiko. “We got rid of 30-40 chatterers in just a few minutes.”
    The group looked on in amusement at the Ferris wheel of death spinning its captives over and over.
    “What’s next?” asked Cade.
    “Sea Dragon?” said Vick.
    “Sea Dragon it is.”
    Cade and the survivors made their way again across the concrete boardwalk. This time they set up at the sea dragon, a large boat that swings back and forth like a pendulum.
    “Who wants to ride?”
    Dwayne answered that he would this time. The others hid in the control room as he ran around a small area attracting attention. He then stood in front of the large boat and waited. As the pack of undead approached Dwayne gave the signal. He jumped into the boat and secured his seat.
    Vick hit the switch and the boat started to move. Dwayne held on for dear life as the speed increased. The undead being stupid creatures kept walking towards the front of the boat. As it swooped back down a dozen infected smacked into the bow of the boat flying hilariously in all directions.
    The group was actually having fun at the park. The fear of death was almost nonexistent. Over and over the boat would smack undead as it moved back and forth. Finally after several minutes there were no more to smack.
    Vick stopped the dragon and let Dwayne off. The others congratulated him on doing well.
    “Let’s round up a dozen or more to put on the boat. It’ll make our job easier. The six members ran around attracting more chatterers and sniffers, leading them onto the boat. Once the brain dead beings were loaded they jumped off and Vick turned the boat on again.
    Since none were smart enough to buckle, as the boat increased speed the undead began being hurled off into the lake. “Looks like fun actually,” laughed Trina.
    Autumn was the first to get back to business. “Let’s find that sister of yours now; we’ve gotten rid of at least 70 dead freaks.”
    “Actually the more mobs we re-kill the better chance Meg will notice us and come out of hiding,” answered Cade.
    “Let’s load up the barrel with as many as we can, and also turn on all the roller coasters to run over any that wander to them.”
    They all agreed and made their way to the barrel. The barrel is a large cylinder that people stand in. As it turns faster and faster the riders stick to the walls helplessly pinned until it’s over.
    The process repeated like before, but this time Trina wanted to be bait. She ran around the area of the barrel attracting quite a few behind her. As she leapt into the barrel, Trina waited for them to follow. As they filed in Vick raised her out and the others locked the gate.
    They gave Autumn the honor of starting the ride. It started turning slowly, gaining speed every second. Soon the undead were pinned off their feet against the barrel spinning at top speed. They all began chattering loudly as if for