Apocalypse Atlanta (Book 4): Apocalypse Asylum
“The impact hurt. A lot. He felt it in his feet and ankles and calves, felt both hips tweak painfully, and even his shoulders some, when he hit the water. Then he was below the surface, and had to stop himself from gasping as the liquid engulfed him. It was cold. He’d known it would be, expected it; but now he was in it, and it was worse than he’d figured. Or maybe it was just age again.
Whatever it was, the icy water stabbed at him like needles and knives all over. Sharp, piercing, i...nsistent, and unrelenting. Peter unfolded himself out of the entry position and took his bearings. There was an audible thud of a splash above him as another zombie hit the water, and Peter decided it was time to stop thinking and start moving.
There wasn’t much light left, the sun was fading rapidly; but he knew how to feel for which way his body wanted to float and headed that way. Kicking strongly and pulling with his arms, he kept telling himself he was fine on air. He was almost there, he wasn’t even close to his limit yet; but it felt like miles instead of feet as he swam upward with the river’s current tugged him sideways.MoreLess
Whatever it was, the icy water stabbed at him like needles and knives all over. Sharp, piercing, i...nsistent, and unrelenting. Peter unfolded himself out of the entry position and took his bearings. There was an audible thud of a splash above him as another zombie hit the water, and Peter decided it was time to stop thinking and start moving.
There wasn’t much light left, the sun was fading rapidly; but he knew how to feel for which way his body wanted to float and headed that way. Kicking strongly and pulling with his arms, he kept telling himself he was fine on air. He was almost there, he wasn’t even close to his limit yet; but it felt like miles instead of feet as he swam upward with the river’s current tugged him sideways.MoreLess
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