Anno Zombus Year 1 (Book 4): April

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Authors: Dave Rowlands
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to see what had happened to his mate, and punched his square in the jaw, knocking him senseless.  He flew back into a pair of women, girls really, who proceeded to strangle him to death.  Another grabbed a knife from his belt, stabbing him with it repeatedly, laughing all the while.  When she was certain he was dead, she turned the knife on herself, gleefully running it over her own throat.  “Thank you!”  Said the standing woman and the three of us left, running as fast as the snow would allow to where Driver awaited with the truck.  Soldier locked the door behind us, then threw the key away as we ran.
     
    “What happened?  Where are the women?”  Driver asked when we arrived, not that any of us could answer him immediately, as out of breath as we were.  Saying nothing we piled up into the truck.  The Soldier told him simply to “Drive.” and he drove.

April 10Year 1 A.Z.
    morning
    We were welcomed warmly once we returned to The Mech-Tech's warehouses, Apocalypse Girl throwing her arms around me, kissing me soundly, then returning my sword.  “Can we get back to The School now?”  she asked me in front of everyone.  I nodded, added that as long as The Colonel didn't need us for anything and we were now un-conscripted.  She nodded at that, smiling slightly.
     
    “One thing, though,”  The Colonel began, “What happened out there?  Where are they?”  Redbeard shook his head, looking at the floor.  The Soldier said that they had experienced more than anybody should have and that it had been too much for them.  Then a pair of Followers had tried to crash the party.  Images flashed through my mind as he described what had occurred.  Apocalypse Girl clearly noticed something was up, and moved me elsewhere so that we could be alone for a little while.
     
    Our attempt at solitude was foiled by Viking and Cyclops, the former greeting me with an almighty Nordic clap on the shoulder that nearly sent me flying into the side of The Nightmare.  The tall blonde man told me that he had heard about what had happened at the warehouse, that we had made the right decision in leaving them there.  Now, The Followers would have some serious problems.  I told him that they had been planning to crush The Mech-Techs on their way to taking The School once their northern allies arrived.  Viking told me that he assumed The Disciple and General Fuckwit had already been communicating somehow, in that case.  I told him that seemed likely, then tried to leave.  Cyclops barred my way.
     
    Looking up at the one-eyed giant, I knew there was no moving him.  Viking told me that we were going to have a few drinks.  I reluctantly agreed, and the blonde giant sent his equally large sidekick to find Redbeard and the others from our group.  The Colonel was able to absent herself, seeing as she had duties to perform now, but neither Sister nor Firecracker bothered to.  They were glad we made it back in one piece, and felt the need to celebrate the fact.
     
    evening
    Now that I've sobered up a little...
     
    Apocalypse Girl wanted me to talk to her about what happened at the warehouse.  I couldn't.  Having seen somebody not just taking their own life but doing so happily, and with the intent of causing Death to others...  It was not something that would go away easily, that much I knew, but I was not remotely ready to share that with her just yet.  I told her why I didn't want to talk about it, she seemed somewhat mollified by that, but I knew eventually if would all have to come out.
     
    We decided not to move on to The School alone, preferring to move in a convoy with the rest of The Mech-Techs.  Safety in numbers, all that sort of thing.  As it was, there was a lot of work needing to be done, just to prepare for the move.  Viking sent out a couple of scouts on motorcycles to tell The Principal and the others that we were on our way, probably tomorrow, maybe the next day, and to warn them that The Followers

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