by D. P. Sloan
Then from above came the whirling blades of a helicopter. It couldn’t land on the water but a rope ladder was thrown down to the two men. Lomax grabbed hold first and began climbing up. Once he was inside the chopper, West began to climb up and settled down across from his partner. West then pulled out his black box device.
“Time to end the world!” West said as the helicopter pulled higher into the sky. With one switch he awoke the dead all around the world and in all of the major cities.
Over the whirling blades and noise of the chopper rising above the reservoir the pilot said into his mouthpiece, “Where to boss?”
“Taurus mountains in Turkey,” West began, “time to start this Elite world!”
All men smiled as they headed out over the English Channel and onwards to Turkey leaving their creations to rip and tear everyone apart almost like a biblical thing, almost like Noah and his Ark.
EPILOGUE
News all around the world broke on various news broadcasters all saying the same story, over and over again:
‘The eyes of the world have been glued to all the major cities worldwide for the past two months following an outbreak of an unknown virus nicknamed, ‘Trixie-500,’ which governing bodies around the world have stated that they can’t help everybody. A quarantine was set up to keep all those that weren’t infected, however it has failed. Elite Corporation, a company set up and run by a Sergeant James Lomax and a Doctor Angus West were appointed to rid the places of the infected. They were appointed by the United Kingdom Prime Minister and as of right now, the Prime Minister is incarcerated in an undisclosed prison while the rest of the United Kingdom’s Governments and Army try to clean up the problem caused by her and the Elite Corporation. No one knows for certain if at all the outbreak will come to an end but this reporter only hopes that the few that have survived pay homage and say thanks to three individuals who tried their best to let the world know about what was happening.
Ryan Michaels, Gregg Summers and Katy Davidson tried their hardest but sadly have now gone missing. And Army spokesperson stated, ‘We will try our hardest to find these brave people but right now we must clear up what has happened. Police Commissioner Paul Jones of Scotland Yard had this to say, ‘With deepest regrets the only way to eradicate the virus outbreak and all those that are infected, is by burning each city to the ground which as you can see with regards to Glasgow in Scotland.’ Russia has dropped a bomb on each city that is infected killing all undead and mutants sadly if any uninfected civilians are caught up in this act then the Government had this to say, ‘We are sorry!’ From Max Christian please stay strong.
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Deep below the reservoir, in the darkest park of the underground bunker, green eyes starred from the darkness muttering only two words:
‘ELITE – DELETE.’
End.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Thank you to everyone that has stuck by me when creating this fourth book and waited patiently for it to arrive.
Thank you goes out to my wife Rachael, who has constantly listened to myself go on about it and understood (to an extent) as to where I was going with it.
Thank you to my mum Sheila for being the best friend a boy could have.
Thank you to my dad Davie for his wild made up stories.
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COMING LATE 2018
D P SLOAN’S FIFTH BOOK
GO TO SLEEP THE SERIES
HAUNTED
The Jack family moved into Beardmore Street on a cold December night. A flurry of snow fell as the family – Daniel Jack – the father, Julia Jack – the mother and Julia’s handicapped father – Donald Turner along with their three children consisting of two teenage daughters, Kelly a sixteen-year-old blonde blue eyes gorgeous girl and her sister, eighteen-year-old Courtney – brown haired and hazel eyes, the apple of her father’s eye and then there was the six-year-old boy – Scott, the boy that loved all things scary.
“So, what do you think?” Daniel said smiling. They stood in the driveway staring up at the beautiful house. “I wasn’t expecting to win the auction but to win it and get it at literally at half the price the estate agent was asking for when it officially went on the market a few months back to not even sell.”
Julia put an arm around her husbands’ waist and smiled, “Its beautiful honey. But why did it not sell normally?”
Daniel shook his head, “I don’t know and personally I don’t care.” He picked up a box from the back of the car and began walking up the driveway. “As long as it’s as nice on the inside as it is on the outside, I am one happy man.”
They both smiled as they along with their children walked up the driveway and Daniel smiled as he touched the sign next to the entrance of the driveway, the sign that hopefully would be true to them.
It read:
HIGH HOPES
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D P SLOAN’S GO TO SLEEP: the final conflict
Frank got up from the ground blood trickling down from various wounds on his body; he went back over to his wreckage of a car and reached in, pulling out a knife. He stood next to the car, watching and waiting for Kane to rise, like a zombie. Ten seconds later Kane did just that, broken bones and all Kane pulled himself up to a standing position and glared over at his brother. He bent down pulling at a metal pole that became loose from the fence. Then he climbed the fence and made a beeline towards Frank. Frank gripped the knife tightly and waited on Kane’s arrival.
As Kane neared, he saw to his left, the petrol tank from Frank’s car was leaking and petrol was all around the car. All it needed was a spark of some sort. Kane smiled still walking towards Frank, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a set of matches, he waved, ‘bye-bye,’ to his brother as Frank watched as Kane struck a match and threw it towards the petrol, then Kane retreated as within seconds the car, the railings and Frank blew up in a ball of flames. Frank was blown up and over the guard rail falling down the other side.