Riechter: Book 1: Burning Gaze.

I breathed heavily as I ran from the swarm.

"Vait up!" I sighed. Dokin really should lose a few pounds. I grabbed him and kept going until I saw a small house. Wooden planks boarded up the windows and door. I punched the planks away and jumped inside with Dokin.

"Zhat vas too cloze." I nodded, clearly out of breath and unable to talk. I turned on my flashlight and looked around, jumping back as I spotted a corpse. His blood wrote out: "RUN." I wasn't ready for that. As pictures of the madman who caused this... this monstrosity came into my mind. I've killed many people, but this poor man's head was open, his brain gnawed out by the zombies. His terrified screams seemed to echo around the haunting house, sending chills down my already frozen spine.

"Ve should zleep now." I shook my head. "Nein." I said, barely managing the words out. "Ze zombies could attack at any time." Dokin narrowed his eyes. He understood that it would be smarter than sleeping in the middle of a zombie outburst. Dokin gritted his teeth.

"Vut I Vant revenge!" "I know. Doktor Kriker vill be killed for his insolence and killing our beloveds. But not today." Dokin sighed. "I know." Tears welled his eyes, obviously grieving for Ashik, his young daughter. I grimaced and sighed unhappily. "Ve are tired. Maybe ve should zleep." Dokin looked up, cold tears stopping. "Veally?" He pumped his fist in the air in victory. We rolled out our sleeping bags and got into them. I should have known not to trust that tubby fool. As we were just getting comfortable, the doors crashed opens, and zombies poured in. We bolted up, but not fast enough. "You sone of a bi..." I started, but got scratched on the shoulder. As Dokin and I fell, a more human shape came in. Bullets hit the undead freaks, and black blood poured. I didn't recall what happened next, for I feinted.

Chapter 1.