Apr 12, 2009 19:54
"Unmentionables poured in, their movements clumsy yet swift; their burial clothing in a range of untidiness. Some wore gowns so tattered as to render them scandalous; other wore suits so filthy that one would assume they were assembled from little more than dirt and dried blood. Their flesh was in varying degrees of putrefaction; the freshly stricken were slightly green and pliant, whereas the longer dead were grey and brittle - their eyes and tongues long since turned to dust, and their lips pulled back into everlasting skeletal smiles.
A few of the guest, who had the misfortune of being too near the windows, were seized and feasted on at once. When Elizabeth stood, she saw Mrs. Long struggle to free herself as two female dreadfuls bit into her head, cracking her skull like a walnut, and sending a shower of dark blood spouting as high as the chandeliers.
As guests fled in every direction, Mr. Bennet's voice cut through the commotion. "Girls! Pentegram of Death!""
The best part? After they kill all the zombies, the ball goes on, and Jane Austen's prose comes back. "Apart from the attack, the evening altogether passed off pleasantly for the whole family. Mrs. Bennet had seen her eldest daughter much admired by the Netherfield party. . ."
Ridiculous? Yes. Awesome? Definitely. Also, the best book to read after finishing all your papers ever.