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front door. His mother already was coming into the room and was too close for him to make it to safety. As he reached the front door and grasped the knob, his mother, reaching her clawed hands to him, stepped on a strand of her own intestines. Her feet became entangled as they pulled her guts out of her abdominal cavity, and she fell on her face before she could reach him.
Whimpering, Sean swung open the door and raced out onto the lawn. He paused for a fraction of a second then ran straight for his car. He jumped in and quickly started it. Looking back at the house, he saw his parents appear in the doorway, loud guttural sounds issuing from them. Sean pressed the gas pedal to the floor and sped quickly away from this nightmare, the back end of the car swaying.
When he arrived home, he sat behind the wheel of his SUV and shook. The adrenaline rush had passed, and he was left with a headache and trembling hands. On his way here, zombies had twice attacked his car on the road. The second time was at a stoplight. One of those monsters had grabbed the door handle with two hands, yanking on it to try to get in. Sean floored it. The zombie fell but wouldn’t let go of the handle. Sean opened the window and was beating on the zombie’s hands, screaming for him to let go, as he sped down the street. He made a tire-squealing right turn, and the ghoul finally lost his grip and slammed into a parked car. As Sean sped on, he looked in the rearview mirror and saw the creature trying to get up.
At last the shaking stopped, and he went inside. Mike and Jack ran to greet him. The three friends sat together, and Sean asked for a beer, which Mike ran to get. After downing the brew in a long, continual series of gulps, he proceeded to tell them of his hellish experience. He had just finished when his phone rang. It was Linda, his girlfriend.
“Hi,” he said tiredly.
“Sean,” she said, the hurt evident in her voice, “I can’t believe that with all that’s been going on, you haven’t even called me once today.”
“Linda—” he started.
“For all you knew, I could have been dead. You know…” she continued on.
“Linda,” he said softly.
“…my mother was just—”
“Linda!” Sean shouted. When she was silent, he went on softly. “I’m sorry. My parents are dead. I went to their house, and they were dead. Then they both turned and attacked me,” he said even softer. “I ran out.”
“Oh, my God,” she gasped. “Sean. I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t know. I’m just so scared. Sean, I’ll throw my things in a bag and be right over.” She hung up.
As an awkward silence ensued, Mike glanced at Sean and said, “Linda called earlier. She was looking for you, and I told her you went to see your folks.”
“Yeah, well—” Sean began.
Mike kept on speaking as though Sean never had started. “She was crying. The quarantine police took her mother. She’s afraid for her, and well, she’s just scared, man.”
“Oh, shit,” Sean said disgustedly, shaking his head at the ceiling. He put his hand over his eyes. “Jesus, I’m such a jerk! She tried to tell me…”
Linda Berger’s father had died four years ago, and her mother had moved to Arizona, outside of Scottsdale. Although they constantly argued, Linda loved her.
An hour later Linda walked through the door. The guys were watching television, so Sean excused himself, and he and Linda went up to his bedroom to talk.
Jack and Michael were watching a scientist discuss the attempt to find a cure for the Pandora 2 Mutation. The problem they were trying to overcome was the fact that since the original microbe was of alien origin, none of the researchers had any point of reference at which to start. They were still trying to analyze how it originally had infected humans. It had turned into an enigma of epic proportions.
Jack glanced out the window and noticed the sun was just starting to set. Right then his cell phone rang. He got up, stepped away from
Whimpering, Sean swung open the door and raced out onto the lawn. He paused for a fraction of a second then ran straight for his car. He jumped in and quickly started it. Looking back at the house, he saw his parents appear in the doorway, loud guttural sounds issuing from them. Sean pressed the gas pedal to the floor and sped quickly away from this nightmare, the back end of the car swaying.
When he arrived home, he sat behind the wheel of his SUV and shook. The adrenaline rush had passed, and he was left with a headache and trembling hands. On his way here, zombies had twice attacked his car on the road. The second time was at a stoplight. One of those monsters had grabbed the door handle with two hands, yanking on it to try to get in. Sean floored it. The zombie fell but wouldn’t let go of the handle. Sean opened the window and was beating on the zombie’s hands, screaming for him to let go, as he sped down the street. He made a tire-squealing right turn, and the ghoul finally lost his grip and slammed into a parked car. As Sean sped on, he looked in the rearview mirror and saw the creature trying to get up.
At last the shaking stopped, and he went inside. Mike and Jack ran to greet him. The three friends sat together, and Sean asked for a beer, which Mike ran to get. After downing the brew in a long, continual series of gulps, he proceeded to tell them of his hellish experience. He had just finished when his phone rang. It was Linda, his girlfriend.
“Hi,” he said tiredly.
“Sean,” she said, the hurt evident in her voice, “I can’t believe that with all that’s been going on, you haven’t even called me once today.”
“Linda—” he started.
“For all you knew, I could have been dead. You know…” she continued on.
“Linda,” he said softly.
“…my mother was just—”
“Linda!” Sean shouted. When she was silent, he went on softly. “I’m sorry. My parents are dead. I went to their house, and they were dead. Then they both turned and attacked me,” he said even softer. “I ran out.”
“Oh, my God,” she gasped. “Sean. I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t know. I’m just so scared. Sean, I’ll throw my things in a bag and be right over.” She hung up.
As an awkward silence ensued, Mike glanced at Sean and said, “Linda called earlier. She was looking for you, and I told her you went to see your folks.”
“Yeah, well—” Sean began.
Mike kept on speaking as though Sean never had started. “She was crying. The quarantine police took her mother. She’s afraid for her, and well, she’s just scared, man.”
“Oh, shit,” Sean said disgustedly, shaking his head at the ceiling. He put his hand over his eyes. “Jesus, I’m such a jerk! She tried to tell me…”
Linda Berger’s father had died four years ago, and her mother had moved to Arizona, outside of Scottsdale. Although they constantly argued, Linda loved her.
An hour later Linda walked through the door. The guys were watching television, so Sean excused himself, and he and Linda went up to his bedroom to talk.
Jack and Michael were watching a scientist discuss the attempt to find a cure for the Pandora 2 Mutation. The problem they were trying to overcome was the fact that since the original microbe was of alien origin, none of the researchers had any point of reference at which to start. They were still trying to analyze how it originally had infected humans. It had turned into an enigma of epic proportions.
Jack glanced out the window and noticed the sun was just starting to set. Right then his cell phone rang. He got up, stepped away from
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