It was quiet... too quiet. That could only mean one thing...
It was time. I jumped out of bed and ran to the stairs, and there in front of my eyes was... a zombie! It did not seem to see me for its eyes were nothing but black holes. Black holes on the face of bandages and green-looking slime. The zomblie had come for me.
I walked slowly down the stairs and then made a wild jolt for the door. The zombie picked up my scent and hobbled after me. I burst out the door and ran down the street. I thought I had lost it. But then, two firm arms gripped my legs and tugged me into the darkness.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
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