What goes around...

A simple short story about zombies, and what bad choices can do to you.

Running, turn the corner.... jump the fence. A scream behind me? Was that Lucy.... did she simply fall, or did they catch her? Oh well, I would save her... but there is no saving from these creatures. Look back one last time, hear groaning, shuffling... turn back around and run faster. Run away from the creatures. Lights! I see lights up ahead! Sprint full speed, bang wildly on the door. Is anyone home? Hello!!! Groaning and shuffling behind me. I turn and look, still banging on the door. I see a whole horde of the moaning, shuffling, bloodthirsty creatures. Still banging on door. Coming out of the pack.... it's Lucy!?!?!? I rush towards her, hug her in my arms and pull her away from the horde. Are you okay? Lucy? I hold her close, she turns her face, with now soulless eyes at me. I look down. Oh shit, her arm has been bitten. As I look back up, she knocks me down and bites me. The world is spinning, the horde gathers round. My last thoughts before the world goes dark.... Karma can be a bitch!

This short story was written by me quite awhile back. I hope you all enjoy it!


Wolf