Read Zombie Hunter for Free Online Page B

made those tracks was staying away from this part of the beach.
    “Hey beautiful lady,” an elderly man said as he was placing a beach towel on the sand.
    “Hello, Jeff.  Another beautiful day.”
    “Yes it is, Lucille.”
    People were already swimming.  With the warm weather predicted for that day, the beach was going to be packed.  People were walking from the parking lot carrying towels, inflatable rafts, and coolers.  A small toddler was carrying a plastic bucket ready to make sand castles.  She waved at him.  He waved back.
    Over at the café construction site, Martin put the rat suit on for another day of protesting.
    “I smell a dirty rat,” Hugh laughed.
    “Very funny.  Next time you be the rat.”
    “You looked so cute.  Smile,” Hugh said and took a picture of him with his camera phone.  “This is going on my Facebook page.”
    “You’re an ass.”
    “Thank you for the compliment,” he said and snapped another picture.  “Now let’s get another one with you holding up your sign.”
    “Take a picture of this,” he said and gave him the finger.
    Hugh dropped his phone in fear.  He tried to speak, but no words would come out. 
    “What, cat got your tongue?”  Marvin asked.  He felt heavy breathing on his neck.  He turned around.  The large, black cat was staring at him, licking its lips with its tongue.
    Marvin ran.  The cat watched him for a few seconds and ran after him.  Marvin ran for his car and tripped over the rat costume’s tail. The cat jumped in front of him and hissed sinisterly. 
    “I’m not a real rat!”  Marvin yelled.
    The cat lifted its left paw and slammed it down hard on Martin, crushing him like an accordion.  Several cars drove away from the construction site to safety.  It chased after one of the red pickup trucks.  It followed it out onto the highway heading toward Chesterton.  Cars swerved out of the way to avoid being crushed.  It ran ahead of the red truck and turned around, swatting it off the road with its left paw.  The truck crashed into a ditch.  It walked over to the truck and crushed it with its paw.  From the distance, one of the semi truck drivers filmed the incident on his smart phone.
    Lucille watched closely as people swam in the water.  Benton climbed up to the guard post and stood next to her. 
    “You are not going to believe this.  The sheriff received a call about an overgrown cat attacking vehicles on the highway.  When I say overgrown, I mean overgrown.”
    “A mountain lion?”  Lucille asked.
    “Think much bigger,” Benton said and handed his smart phone to her.  “This was just on the news.”
    She played the video clip of the cat attacking the vehicles on the highway.  “It can’t be.”
    “It would explain all the animal tracks on the beach back there.  I would suggest evacuating the beach.”
    “Too late,” Lucille said and pointed toward the water.  They could see the cat’s large head in the water.
    They quickly ran down the guard post steps toward the water.
    “Cat! Cat!” Lucille screamed.
    The people on the beach gave her a funny look as she ran by.
    The cat climbed out of the water.  People screamed as they ran to safety.  The small toddler she waved to earlier sat building a sand castle, oblivious to what was going on around him.  The cat slowly walked over to the toddler with its mouth wide open.  The toddler turned around and waved at it excitedly.  Lucille grabbed the end of the cat’s tail and yank it as hard as she could.  It hissed loudly, turned around and stared at her.  While the cat had its attention on her, the toddler’s parents grabbed him and ran.  The cat lifted its tail and swung her aside.  It slowly walked up to her ready to attack.  Before it could pounce on her, Benton rammed its front leg with his jeep.  It hissed at the jeep, turned around and ran away. 
    “Are you all right?”  Benton asked as he got out of the jeep.
    “That was close.  Way too