Time passed.
“I’ve a bandage if you want one.” It was Robin. She stood in the doorway to the Tower, two children behind her.
“It’s over,” Ely said.
“Yes, it is.” She walked out of the shadows. The two children followed. They weren’t the Greenes. Another pair came out, and another. And then he saw Simon and Beatrice Greene.
“You’re taking all the children?” he asked.
“Who else will care for them?” she replied.
Ely nodded.
“Here.” She knelt beside him, took out a bandage and wrapped it around his shoulder.
“It’s not really more than a graze. Your arm doesn’t seem to be broken,” she said. “But then again, it might be. Keep the wound clean. Maybe you’ll live. Maybe you’ll die anyway. Death comes to us all, it’s how you live that counts.”
She stood up and beckoned for the children to follow her. There was quite a crowd of them now. Ely thought he could see some taller figures lurking in the shadows just inside the door.
“We’re heading south,” she said. “Follow us or don’t. It’s your choice, Ely.”
Robin led the children away, leaving Ely alone. He sat for a while, just listening as terrified youthful murmurs turned to excited chatter which then faded into the distance.
He glanced down the road, then up at the Tower. He had a choice. He had to decide what to do next. But it wasn’t really any choice at all. He was the Constable. He had to keep the people safe.
The End.
Other titles:
Surviving The Evacuation:
Book 0.5: Zombies vs The Living Dead
Book 1: London
Book 2: Wasteland
Book 4: Unsafe Haven
Book 5: Reunion
Book 6: Harvest
Book 7: Home
Undead Britain
(In the charity anthology, ‘At Hell’s Gates 1’)
History’s End
(In the charity anthology, ‘At Hell’s Gates 2’)
Work. Rest. Repeat.
A Post-Apocalyptic Detective Novel
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