The Hand That Feeds: a Horror Novel
“John wasn’t sure if his hands were shaking from the truck’s beat-up shocks or the adrenalin rushing through his veins. He was five miles from home and he knew the road like the back of his hand. His eyes burnt and his face ached as he tried to gather himself.
The bloodstain on his leg reminded him of how bad it was going to hurt when he tried to walk on it again. He wasn’t sure if the sudden lack of pain was a good sign or a bad one. He kept focused on Angela and Alex. They’d been alone for... over a day and he was terrified at what might have happened. If someone showed up at the house to check for infected, Angela wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. The thought encouraged him to step on the gas.
In the darkness, he sped down the road leaving a veil of dust behind. The moon was full in the sky and lit the surrounding fields for a mile in every direction. John saw dots of light in the distance and focused his attention. He neared and saw the outline of the Davis house and the long driveway leading to the front door.MoreLess
The bloodstain on his leg reminded him of how bad it was going to hurt when he tried to walk on it again. He wasn’t sure if the sudden lack of pain was a good sign or a bad one. He kept focused on Angela and Alex. They’d been alone for... over a day and he was terrified at what might have happened. If someone showed up at the house to check for infected, Angela wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. The thought encouraged him to step on the gas.
In the darkness, he sped down the road leaving a veil of dust behind. The moon was full in the sky and lit the surrounding fields for a mile in every direction. John saw dots of light in the distance and focused his attention. He neared and saw the outline of the Davis house and the long driveway leading to the front door.MoreLess
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