Dead World

CHAPTER 11

“What’s gone on here?” Roman asked.

One of the brethren made the sign of the cross in the air as he viewed the corpses littering the road. “Why aren’t they moving? They can’t be dead. I thought they didn’t die.”

Roman licked his lips “They were obviously not ordained.”

Isaiah gave Roman a questioning glance and knelt down and examined the corpses. They had all been shot by the looks of it.

“Demons have been here,” one of the scavengers said. “Judging by the prints they’re on horseback.”

“What about my family?” Isaiah asked.

The scavenger crouched down inspecting marks on the ground. “They were here.”

“So where are they now?”

The scavenger stood up and peered down the road. “Looks as though they were taken.”

“Taken? Where? Why?”

“I don’t know. One thing I can tell you, if the Demons have them, they’re as good as dead.”

Isaiah felt as though someone had punched him in the heart. “They can’t be.”