Stories tagged “zombies”
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Das Milkshake
“My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.” Hans pointed down the street at the small group of young men heading their way, gesturing with his chocolate shake. “What?” Dan looked up from his lawn mower and wondered why Hans ...
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Zombies invade
“Zombies” I yelled(along with a few more expletives) as I literally flew through my front door and headed for the Cellar. The safest haven was a long wooden crate hidden in an enclave. As I scrambled into my hiding place I closed the coffi...
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Honest Like A Zombie
Then I actually laughed out loud. Vandalized? As if that word or hundreds of others we were still using had any meaning any more. I hated the rule-of-law fuckers more than the goddamn zombies because there was something fundamentally honest about a zom...
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Mulberry Farm
Soft wind blew through the trees that lined the drive of Mulberry farm stirring a soothing sussuration. To the vet’s surprise though, there was a body lying halfway down the drive, splayed across the way in a defensive posture, its head turned to...
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Hungry
I ran and jump from roofs to roofs, I turned and got down by an emergency ladder. The allay was dark and I was Hungry! So I slowly walked to the nearest road and there it was, the perfect target. Not to fat and not to skinny. So I sneaked behind him an...
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Good Help Is Hard to Find
Old Mrs. Jean sat on the front porch of her big white house and surveyed her farm. It was a hot day, but a breeze blew down from the mountains, carrying the promise of rain to her aching joints. In the fields, her boys worked as they always did, mechan...
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Vampires on the Attack.
“Sir”! The auditorium fell quiet. ‘We have a solution to our problem with the zombies." "’They have the ‘HUMbug" bacterium". (hydrocarbon utilizing microorganism)." If we use the latest Antibiotic ...
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The Journey
We head out. Our group could always use more and better weaponry, and maybe we can find something nourishing, or at least edible. Every dozen or so feet, we stop and listen. The noise we hear is neither near nor far, but it’s too close for my lik...
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suburban wasteland
I can hear them coming now. It’s been 48 hours since this whole thing started. We had all seen the movies and joked about it, but we never thought we would ever be here…in the middle of it all. For two days I have been running. For the last...
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Funeral Home
After, or maybe during, the initial shock, Mark buried himself in what had to be done. First, he killed the dog that had been too full to leave. He’d got home to find it still chewing on something, regarding him with flies crawling across his eye...
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ZOMBIES!
The door was several inches of pristine steel. Even still, there was a distant thunder as the creature on the other side hammered on the door as hard as it could. John’s eyes were dragged back to his friend by a new sound. A low groan from a thro...
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Sarah
“You don’t know what I’ve been through,” he screamed at me. “I don’t know what YOU’VE been through?!” I rolled my eyes, pissed. “Want to hear my story? What about the 13 other people besides you and...
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Go West Young Man
“How many are down there?” “Hard to say. At least a dozen.” Peter looked around the room. Five survivors and a dog. They had supplies for 6 months and a safe house that would hold indefinitely. At least it should have. Someone h...
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Speak English or Die
The nearest of the zombies grabbed Hans by the arm and threw him across the lawn. He landed on his butt with an oof and screamed, “Ruf die Polezei! Bitte, hilf mir!” Dan dodged a lazy swat from the fattest zombie and screamed back to Hans. ...
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Sir Slaughter
“Hurry, the scourges approach!” Shouted Sir Slaughter, famed knight of the triangular table. Although the zombies moved slowly, it was taking forever for Slaughter’s pages to mount him on Tramplesmite, his trusty steed. Slaughter was ...
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The last place you'd expect.
They never expected to find him here. The museum had seemed like a good place to barricade themselves, with its thick concrete walls and impenetrable vaults. Plus, why would a zombie go to a museum? A shopping mall or airport, sure. Teeming masses of t...
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Zombies in the Internet
BREAKING NEWS BULLETIN: Through some programmer’s error, the legendary zombie code was added to the Google Homepage. The code reads: Embed /creatures/virtualize/zombie.undead Nowhere is safe. Disconect your servers. Write your stories with pen an...
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Awake
“Liz?” She swatted at him, irritated, her hand flopping at the end of the wrist forlornly. He snatched at her fingers and touched them to his lips. “Liz. I’m still here. I’m not going to leave.” Her hand was cold as ...
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A Dead Man's Best Friend
I woke up to a howling. It sounded like my dog, locked out in the back yard. It was my day off, so I did what I usually do. “SHUT UP, YOU PIECE OF CRAP!” I shouted out my window, using my human authority of loud speech to quiet the beast. I...
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Nano Pt. 2
Autopsies tend to leave fairly large scars. Ones that, if seen, generally inspire questions. Lots of them. Looking down at the one on my chest, I could tell that mine would almost certainly be no exception. You wouldn’t think it would be hard to ...
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Alone
Greg had been stuck in a maze of apartments in a city neighborhood he didn’t recognize for what seemed like weeks now. What’s worse, they almost seemed organized. He had seen a dozen in the past week, never alone. Until three days ago, he h...
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HOLY SHIT, ZOMBOTS
Nothing fucking matters anymore. You? Me? Hell, no. This house, your wife, your kids? Fuck, no. They’re fucking dead, man, and I’ll tell you why: it’s the Zombots. Yeah, that’s right. Zombie robots. Shit my balls, right? You wou...
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Westward
“It’s beautiful.” “For all the wrong reasons”, I responded as I lit my cigarette and flicked the still burning match over the edge of the moving train. “It’s still beautiful”, said James defensively. R...