Death Has Fallen: Freedom Rock Chronicles: Book 1 Read Online Free

sprinting.  She stepped in swinging distance I pulled the board above my head and swung watching as the nails pierced the top of her skull and sink deep into the brain.  The eyes reminded me off my mothers, the white film covering him.  The death of an undead seems to take the form of that which is living.  Slowly the movements which seem natural to them fade.  The woman fell to her knees, as I ripped the board out of her head she fell to the pavement with a thud.  Other undead seeing the death of one of their own became angered.  No longer were we food, but now we moved up to a threat.
    Running from the car the three of us took cover within an old school café.  By itself it would not have offered much safety, but the owners took their time boarding up all the windows.  The door had been broken down allowing for quick and easy entry.  I ran in following my two new friends and turning as I passed the first booth.  We had a very large man chasing us.  His steps seemed to shake the ground.  High enough to scrape his head on the top of the door way I grabbed my 2X4 and swung it like a bat hitting him in the face.  The shock was enough to stun him for a couple seconds.  I pulled the bat out and the nails ripped chunks of flesh away.  With his one remaining eye he glared at me then tackled me with full force.
    I was struggling as he was on top of me, I could smell the rotten breath and feel his immense power.  He was far too strong I was about to die.  He kept attempting to bite me and with each attempt pushing a little bit closer.  My strength was waning, I could feel his teeth scrape the skin on my face.  I was able to grab his shoulders and I pushed with everything I had giving me a couple more seconds.  I heard a loud thud and the vibrant rage filled face was turned into a shock.  Blood began dripping from the back of his head down his face landing on my own.  After a couple moments I saw Caz’s face appear from behind this massive beast.  He was holding a sledgehammer which was now covered in the blood of this undead. A smirk crossed his face as he helped push the beast off me. 
    “God that was close,” I muttered out of breath.
    “I suppose you owe me your life now huh?” Once again smiling.
    “Whatever I had him.” A look of amused doubt crossed my face.
    “We need to get that door secure somehow.”
    Looking around we found some leftover plywood used to board the windows.  There were still some footsteps on the outside of the Café.  Amanda came in from out of the back, seeing the newly placed body lying in the doorway she asked “Did I miss anything?”  Without a beat Caz muttered “Just me saving Jake.”  As we walked the plywood outside I told Jake to watch my back and smash anything as we worked on rebuilding a door. It took a few hours to finish, but we felt it secure enough to finally rest.  We had boarded both the outside and inside of the doorway.  The windows within the Café were already well done.  After such a long day all we wanted was a bit of rest and some food.  I walked back to the kitchen and do my disappointment the food had been picked through leaving some rotting meat, raw vegetables which were starting to go bad, and a couple cans of tomato sauce. 
    Each of us picked through what looked the most appetizing and attempted to eat. The food did not taste fantastic, but we all felt better once we had eaten.  The night was coming upon us and we sat out in the dining room thinking of what we should do next.  The consensus reached, was to steal a car and keep heading north.  The dead seemed to be much more active during the night.  Every hour or so there would be a thud on the plywood blocking a window.  They seemed to know we were in here and be looking for anyway in.  I closed my eyes intently listening at the number of dead outside.  It was hard to tell, but there were at least four hanging around.
    As I looked around Caz had found a cushioned booth which