#Zombae Things began to move in slow motion. My brother was bitten and there was no way I could save him. Except. Would that work? There was no harm in trying. The most harm was already done. I rummaged through the debris and found one of those things that coconut sellers use. What was that doing there? Anyway, I swung it hard and chopped of his hand. My mother screamed with horror. But I felt nothing. Anything for survival. The humans had fled and the three of us were hiding behind an upturned car. My brother still hadn’t changed. Maybe there was hope. Nope. A monster of a man appeared. I had not seen him coming. His face screamed of death and carnage. I fired a bullet and caught him by surprise. It hit him right between his eyes. He was jerked back but nothing more. He looked at me. He seemed familiar. He said something incomprehensible. I put three more bullets into him to no avail. I was doomed. Behind me, I could hear my mother and my brother breathing slowly, hiding at the back of the car. The monster kicked me in the stomach and I went flying and slammed into the car. Then there was blackness. GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH TIME LATER. I wake up to a hammering sound in my head. It was as if someone had run over me with a humvee. My mind slowly registered my surroundings. It was some sort of a garden? There was a chomping noise nearby. It sounded like someone was ripping something apart. I got up from among the bushes where I was lying and went towards the sound. I didn’t want to live anymore. There it was, my brother eating what was left of my mother. His skin had gone loose and he looked like his transformation into a zombie was going frame by frame. My brother had killed my mother. And eaten her too. But how was I alive? Why didn’t he attack me while I slept defenseless. The bushes. My mother must have hidden me there. A tear trickled down my face. This had to end. I emptied all the bullets from my gun into him. He fell. He began dragging himself towards me. I picked up a rock. And crushed the skull of the only family I had left. His blood had splashed all over me. I was covered in death.
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 06:34:12 +0000
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