The Horror Squad (Book 3) by TJ Weeks

anything left and it was
cleared in the matter of minutes. I was
impressed.
    I turned and looked at Bo. “Guess
we should go hunting at the zoo more
often.”
    “Fuck that, ever
ything will be
tainted from the rotters or ripped apart
from all the predators you turned
loose.” He stated.
    I shrugged my shoulders. “At lea
st
we got everyone out and were able to
take ourselves off the dinner list.”
    “What are you talking about?”
Gizmo asked while only catching a
small portion of the conversation.
    “He turned loose the wild cats and
bears to buy time for everyone to get
out.” Bo stated.
    “Shit happens.” Gizmo responded.
“Where’s Steven?” I asked.
    “He said he was going to go rack
out. He was looking pretty pale.”
Gizmo answered.
    A scream broke out and silenced
the crowd. The three of us took off
running toward the commotion. I
flung the school doors open and ran
inside. At the end of the hall I could
see Sandra beating the shit out of
someone with a bat.
“What the fuck!” I called out while
still running.
    I ran up and snatched the bat from
her and looked down as she went in
for another hit. Hudson laid
motionless on the floor up against the
wall with huge chunks taken out of
him. Steven’s head was completely
crushed in from the bat with blood
flowing and his brain matter was
spread over the hall and walls. I could
only tell it was him from his missing
arm. As if things couldn’t get any
worse, I turned to ask Sandra what
happened and could see blood soaking
her shirt and rolling down the front of
her out of her collar bone and chest
area.
    Gizmo slid across the floor
grabbing Hudson up and pulling him
to his chest. He pulled him in close to
him and squeezed, trying to shake him
to life. Even as a man, you never get
used to the chills that you get when
hearing a grown man cry.
    Hudson’s body started twitching a
bit. Gizmo pulled him in tighter and
stood up walking him outside. By the
time that he hit the front doors
Hudson was flinging around
furiously. His arms and legs whipped
around Gizmo’s stout frame and
almost looked to be coming out of his
grip. Gizmo couldn’t go far out of the
school because of the crowd. Tina
started running over when Gizmo
dropped Hudson to the ground and
quickly pulled out his pistol and
emptied the clip into his own son’s
head.
    Sandra walked outside drowning
herself in tears that she couldn’t save
him. Before anyone could question
what had happened, I walked out and
stuck my knife into the side of her
head. Her body instantly dropped. I
placed my foot on her neck and pulled
my knife back out.
    Tina was crying so hard that no
words could surface. She was barely
taking in breaths when she flipped out
and started slapping Gizmo across the
face and chest. Gizmo stood with
tears streaming and was only able to
block a few of her hits.
    I walked out to the storage passed
Karen and grabbed a shovel.
Everyone was standing still watching
everything going on in shock of the
events.
    I walked out into the back field and
started shoveling dirt. It didn’t take
long before I felt the presence of
others. Kris, Bo, Howard and Gizmo
walked over with shovels and started
breaking surface as well.
    Gizmo didn’t say a word, but still
had tears falling from his face, a sob
would be heard throughout his
digging and he would stop to wipe his
face. I wanted to be a good friend and
comfort him, but I thought back when
Sidnie was taken from me and how I
felt. I didn’t have to witness it all like
he just did. I didn’t have to pull the
trigger on her. I could only imagine
the pain that ran through his soul.
    It took about an hour for us to dig
all the holes. We all went back to the
school to gather the bodies. Gizmo
carried Hudson that he had to pry
from Tina as she screamed for him
not to take him, and dropped her
whole body to the ground as he
walked away with him. I threw
Steven’s body over my shoulder