Haven From Hell by Mark Won

Author:Mark Won [Won, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2018-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 2: The Phone, Visitors, and Pets

One of my security features is a tie into local news. Another is my concealed perimeter cameras, which are mounted on my estate wall. Both told me the town had been affected, just like everywhere else. We had been in the U-house when it happened. My assumption was that the cause was somehow airborne and time released.

I called the extended family, and about half of them answered. I told them to wait for night and come to me if they could. I’d hoped the mob would be asleep by then.

One of my daughters, Delphi, called me first. So did my grandson, George. They wanted to know if I was okay, and I invited them over.

I kept my ears and eyes open for anywhere on earth (or beyond) that was still communicating. I figured that whoever did this would want to capitalize on the situation, or at least talk to each other. I got nothing. By my best estimation it took fourteen hours and eighteen minutes between the first report of communication failure and the last news feed showing me anyone unaffected by the change.

There was still contact between a few survivors and myself via the internet. I did my best to give them sound advice. They were scattered all over the world. A few of them were survivalists like myself, though without the same means. I tried contacting other people with similar bunkers. We were a tight lipped and highly secretive community. Out of ten attempts I contacted only two. I had to assume the worst for the rest.

I managed to get ahold of a few survivors on ships and boats. Some lucky few had fled to the water after the attack had affected their regions, and had achieved some measure of temporary safety. Most of the people who had already been on ships when the disaster struck had been changed just like everybody else. Those survivors with boats, who were willing, I directed to those along the coast who could use a lift.

I wondered why some people were unaffected. I wondered if it were a natural resistance. I wondered if it were genetic. I wondered a lot of of things. All I felt I could do was wait and see. I was amazed by my powerlessness. All this preparation and still powerless. It seemed unbalanced, somehow.

At about ten o’clock I decided that someone had to be available upstairs to let in any survivors, so I said my goodbyes, made sure that certain files were secure (I didn’t want either Irwin or Spring discovering my listening system) and went upstairs. If I turned into a monster then my family would see it on the porch camera and know going outside was not safe.

I could have remained in the super bunker and managed everything remotely but I didn’t want my family feeling distant at a time like that. It’s important for people, especially family, to stick together during terrible events.

The first cars pulled up to the gate at 10:15.

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