What better month to read a title that gives you fog? I mean, have you looked outside lately? Sit back, relax and be thrilled!
The Fog
Book One
Hayley Lawson
Genre: Zom-com, Zombie, Comedy
Publisher: Hayley Lawson
Date of Publication: October 15, 2018
ASIN: B07JGNYW3R
Number of pages: 63
Word Count: 15,000
Tagline: “Zombies are here, and were out of beer!”
Book Description:
The sharp, ear-shattering alert of the Emergency Broadcast System rang through the car. Alex scrambled to turn down the volume a few notches. “This is the Emergency Broadcast System. All citizens are encouraged to stay indoors. A fog is affecting people and—argh! Oh, God! Ah!”
The broadcast ended abruptly with a crackle.
Excerpt:
Alex slammed on
the brakes so hard that Benjamin’s face was nearly smashed into the passenger seat.
“Sorry, bro,” Alex said. “The person in front of me should’ve run the red
light.”
“Right,”
Benjamin replied, sighing.
Glumly, Benjamin
returned his attention to the window. Outside, New York City was bustling as
per usual, but a thick, white fog had rolled in and now lingered over the city
streets like a tattered piece of gossamer. Benjamin frowned. “Is there a cold
front moving in?” he asked.
“I don’t know,”
Alex replied. “What do I look like—a meteorologist?”
Benjamin
rolled his eyes.
Crackling filled
the car as Alex turned on the radio and toyed with the knob, trying to pick up
a station. With a sharp burst of sound, Britney Spears’s “Toxic” wafted into
the car. Benjamin massaged his temples. “Seriously?” he asked.
Alex hit the gas
pedal with too much force, propelling them abruptly back into the traffic.
“Don’t diss Britney,” Alex replied. “She is a gift to mankind, and I’ll have
you know that I love her more than life itself.”
Alex’s voice
sounded completely serious, too, as if he really would take a bullet for
Britney Spears. And sure, Benjamin could have complained, but instead, he
remained silent and slumped against the seat. At least, someone was happy. At
least, someone’s life wasn’t falling apart into a million pieces around them.
“Toxic” finally
ended and was replaced with a cacophony of commercials. Outside the car,
everything was white with fog. The traffic lights were blurred and barely
visible. They looked like distant stars.
Straightening, Benjamin glanced at Alex, who
seemed to have slowed his driving.
“Do you want to
pull over?” Benjamin asked, furrowing his brow. “This is bad.”
“I know, right?
It’s like something from an M. Night Shyamalan movie,” Alex replied, laughing
anxiously.
“Where did it
even come from, though?” Benjamin asked. “It was nice when I left my
apartment.”
“Maybe it
followed you,” Alex joked. “Any moment now, you’re going to gain your god-like
powers as Benjamin, Lord of the Fog!”
“Wouldn’t that
just tie up my week?” Benjamin asked. “I get godlike powers, and they aren’t
even anything useful.”
“That’s the way
the cookie crumbles!”
The sharp,
ear-shattering alert of the Emergency Broadcast System rang through the car.
Alex scrambled to turn down the volume a few notches. “This is the Emergency
Broadcast System. All citizens are encouraged to stay indoors. A fog is
affecting people and—argh! Oh, God! Ah!”
About the Author:
Hayley Lawson is an English author who currently resides in New York. When she's not writing, she spends her time watching movies and hanging out with her family.
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