An exerpt from my current project, a story for the Knight Watch Press Anthology "Code Z"

This is the rought draft of course, just wanted to give you a little taste of things to come.


Steve huddled in the janitorial closet, terrified to make even the slightest sound. In the hallway outside, chaos reigned. The sounds of people screaming, furniture and glass breaking, and the moans of the dead penetrated the thick wooden door. In the few minutes since the first patient began to walk, most of the floor had become infected with…whatever this was. A loud crash sounded as someone was flung into the door outside. The door shook in its frame as whoever it was kicked and thrashed against their attacker. Loud piercing shrieks filled the air as a pool of crimson red flowed underneath the door.