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Authors: John Kloepfer
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âUntil I ate that popcorn I was.â
Before Zack could process the dark realization creeping into his brain, the conductor retched and flopped forward, hitting the controls.
The train accelerated at a breakneck pace. Zack punched the buttons, and Ozzie yanked back on the handle, but the lever snapped off from the control panel and the subway topped max speed.
âBlaaarghhh!â
Cecil reanimated from his slumped position, craning his neck and jutting his jaw. The muckle-mouthed fiend hissed demonically and stared blankly at them with its white pupil-less eyes.
âAhhhh!â Zoe, Zack, Ozzie, and Madison all screamed and retreated out of the subway cockpit, piling back into the train car where Rice was tied to the pole.
The zombie conductor clambered out of the subway cockpit, raking his claws through the air, swiping for their heads.
Zack unknotted the leash and pulled Rice toward him while Ozzie and the girls all grabbed their weapons. As the train zipped past the next subway stop, the zombie conductor rushed toward them in a frenzied outburst of deep-throated growls and belly-bumped Zack with the sack of blubber hanging over his waistband. Zack held Rice up like a zombie shield before backing farther to the middle of the subway car.
âWhoa, Nelly!â Zoe shouted, looking down at the other end of the train. The doors split open and a horde of zombie passengers crushed up the aisle and staggered toward them leeringly.
Zoe opened up one of the umbrellas and charged forward, slamming it into the zombies, pushing them back.
In the middle of the train, Ozzie and Madison wedged their fingernails in between the doors of the subway car, trying to pull them apart manually.
The too-fast train rocked back and forth violently, and Zack had to plant his heels to steady himself, riding the floor of the subway car as if it were a surfboard.
The light in the subway brightened as they zipped past another platform. âTwo more to go!â Ozzie shouted.
A zombie old-timer with a long beard lumbered down the moving train car. He wore Bermuda shorts with suspenders over a T-shirt, and New Balance sneakers with high dress socks pulled up to his knees. The undead senior citizen snatched Madison by her forearm with both hands and clamped his slobbering maw down onto her flesh.
âAhhhhh!â Madison screamed, anticipating the sharp pain of pierced skin and the prospect of her perfect face undergoing zombification. But all she felt was the dull clamp from the zombieâs toothless gums.
She pried her arm out of the chomperless zombieâs mouth and knocked him in his noggin with her elbow.
That was a close one! Zack thought as he tightened up the slack on Riceâs leash.
The subway shot through the tunnel like a bullet. The train car jostled and jerked, bumping the zombies off balance as it hurtled by the last subway stop before Eighty-first street.
Madison lifted her leg and kicked another zombie coming down the center of the aisle, while Ozzie pried at the door.
âItâs not opening,â Ozzie yelled.
The Central Park subway stop was fast approaching. The zombies inched closer and closer. Twinkles barked and yipped ferociously, circling their rotting feet.
Zack took the metal tip of the umbrella and jammed it between the doors like a crowbar. He jerked the umbrella to one side and the doors flung open on the moving train.
âEverybody jump!â Zack grabbed zombie Rice by the leash and the five of them leaped off the train at the last second. They hit the subway platform and rolled as the zombified train flew roaring past.
âEveryone okay?â Zack asked, brushing himself off.
âWhereâs Twinkles?â Madison cried, and they all looked out at the train hurtling forward. Twinkles was still perched in the open doors of the subway car, too timid to jump.
Madison scrambled to her feet, racing after the runaway train. âTwinkles!â she called.
Before Zack could process the dark realization creeping into his brain, the conductor retched and flopped forward, hitting the controls.
The train accelerated at a breakneck pace. Zack punched the buttons, and Ozzie yanked back on the handle, but the lever snapped off from the control panel and the subway topped max speed.
âBlaaarghhh!â
Cecil reanimated from his slumped position, craning his neck and jutting his jaw. The muckle-mouthed fiend hissed demonically and stared blankly at them with its white pupil-less eyes.
âAhhhh!â Zoe, Zack, Ozzie, and Madison all screamed and retreated out of the subway cockpit, piling back into the train car where Rice was tied to the pole.
The zombie conductor clambered out of the subway cockpit, raking his claws through the air, swiping for their heads.
Zack unknotted the leash and pulled Rice toward him while Ozzie and the girls all grabbed their weapons. As the train zipped past the next subway stop, the zombie conductor rushed toward them in a frenzied outburst of deep-throated growls and belly-bumped Zack with the sack of blubber hanging over his waistband. Zack held Rice up like a zombie shield before backing farther to the middle of the subway car.
âWhoa, Nelly!â Zoe shouted, looking down at the other end of the train. The doors split open and a horde of zombie passengers crushed up the aisle and staggered toward them leeringly.
Zoe opened up one of the umbrellas and charged forward, slamming it into the zombies, pushing them back.
In the middle of the train, Ozzie and Madison wedged their fingernails in between the doors of the subway car, trying to pull them apart manually.
The too-fast train rocked back and forth violently, and Zack had to plant his heels to steady himself, riding the floor of the subway car as if it were a surfboard.
The light in the subway brightened as they zipped past another platform. âTwo more to go!â Ozzie shouted.
A zombie old-timer with a long beard lumbered down the moving train car. He wore Bermuda shorts with suspenders over a T-shirt, and New Balance sneakers with high dress socks pulled up to his knees. The undead senior citizen snatched Madison by her forearm with both hands and clamped his slobbering maw down onto her flesh.
âAhhhhh!â Madison screamed, anticipating the sharp pain of pierced skin and the prospect of her perfect face undergoing zombification. But all she felt was the dull clamp from the zombieâs toothless gums.
She pried her arm out of the chomperless zombieâs mouth and knocked him in his noggin with her elbow.
That was a close one! Zack thought as he tightened up the slack on Riceâs leash.
The subway shot through the tunnel like a bullet. The train car jostled and jerked, bumping the zombies off balance as it hurtled by the last subway stop before Eighty-first street.
Madison lifted her leg and kicked another zombie coming down the center of the aisle, while Ozzie pried at the door.
âItâs not opening,â Ozzie yelled.
The Central Park subway stop was fast approaching. The zombies inched closer and closer. Twinkles barked and yipped ferociously, circling their rotting feet.
Zack took the metal tip of the umbrella and jammed it between the doors like a crowbar. He jerked the umbrella to one side and the doors flung open on the moving train.
âEverybody jump!â Zack grabbed zombie Rice by the leash and the five of them leaped off the train at the last second. They hit the subway platform and rolled as the zombified train flew roaring past.
âEveryone okay?â Zack asked, brushing himself off.
âWhereâs Twinkles?â Madison cried, and they all looked out at the train hurtling forward. Twinkles was still perched in the open doors of the subway car, too timid to jump.
Madison scrambled to her feet, racing after the runaway train. âTwinkles!â she called.
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