Hell Bound (Book 1): A Vacation From Hell by Kathy Dinisi Read Free Book Online

and shake her. She must still be in shock because she keeps mumbling the same three words over and over again. 
                  I shake her even harder and when that doesn’t seem to work, I slap her across the face. Her head snaps to the side, slowly she turns and faces me as if she is seeing me for the first time. She whispers,
    “Zombies.”
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
    Chapter 6
    Monsters don’t sleep under your bed,
    They sleep in your head
    -Unknown-
     
     
                 
     
     
                  I look between Mathew and Kat, wondering if I heard right. I repeat those god awful words in my head over and over again “ ZOMBIES !”
                  Jumping up and start packing everything I can get my hands on. Thankfully Kat has snapped out of her trance because she got up and went to the bathroom and shut the door behind her.
        From the corner of my eye, I see Mathew looking for a weapon. Mathew opens the drawers on the nightstand next to the bed and comes out empty handed.
                  I crawl to my bag I was carrying and dig for my cell phone, grabbing my phone out of my bag and make a attempt to call my parents. But all I receive is a busy signal. I grab the remote control from the nightstand and switch on the Television. Flipping through all of the channels, but all I see is an emergency signal.
                  I go through every single channel over and over again, but it’s still the same thing. Mathew stops in the middle of his searching and looks at the Television for a couple seconds and then goes back to looking for a weapon.
                  “We have nothing to defend ourselves with,” Mathew says as he is searching through the room.
        “Can we break the legs off of the tables or chairs? Wouldn’t that be enough to get us safely to the car?”I question, as I stare at Mathew.
       “Good idea, we can use it as a bat.”
                  Kat comes out of the bathroom looking a little more coherent than she did when she went in. Mathew lifts the chair over his head and throws it against the wall as hard as he can. The chair brakes apart into four pieces. Leaning down Mathew grabs three pieces and hands each of us one.
                  Mathew grabs one of our bags and swings it over his shoulder “carry what you can and leave the rest if we carry too much we won’t be able to fight those things off.”
                  I grab the bag that is closest to me and our car keys, holding the keys in my right hand. My left hand carry’s the broken chair leg, with the sharp side facing out. Any weapon is better than no weapon. 
                  “If these zombies are anything like the ones in the movies then aim for the head,” I say looking at everyone. “Kat are you sure you don’t want to come with us?”
    Hoping I can convince her to come along, I would hate to leave her behind by herself.   
         She walks to the window and lifts the curtain to the side; this must be hard for her.
        “I can’t leave my sister behind Can I try your phone Sam?”
    I pull out my phone and hand it to her.
                  She walks to the bed, sitting down. I can hear her dialing her sister’s number
      “We have a signal, just two bars,” she says hopefully.
                  I’m so exhausted from the running earlier, I just want to roll over and sleep. Mathew gets up and walks to the bathroom, feels up a plastic cup with water.
        “No answer,” Kat says shaking her head in disappointment.
        “Want to come with us, but leave a message for your sister, you can tell her to meet us at my parent’s house in California; the address is red hill California, 2112 Apple Street. It’s a whole lot safer than staying here alone,” I try to say convincingly.
        “You two wouldn’t mind me coming with you?” Kat says