Stumbling over the road barrier, the zombie held its gaze on the young woman as it crashed down to the hard concrete, pulled itself up to its knees and continued to incessantly move toward her. The woman looked around madly, trying to find a weapon within arm’s reach, but all she could find on her side of the road was tarmac and dirt. As the zombie moved into the median, torn skin hanging from its bare chest, she made one last desperate attempt to escape the certainty that she knew was coming. She looked up as the creature’s shadow fell across her, having crossed the final lane and stepping onto the side of the road where she lay, looming over her and blotting out the sun. As its hideous hand lunged toward her face, she screamed anew “I hate Zombies!”
2013 – I Hate Zombies!
