[realmof_themuse] 16:b.1
THERE YOU ARE. EVERYTHING IS GREAT. ALL OF A SUDDEN
YOU LOOK OUT ACROSS THE SCENARY AND SEE ZOMBIES!
NOW WHAT?
It actually started off as a decent night for Sam. His brother, Dean, and he had gone out to eat something at a fairly nice restaurant. The service was great, the food was great and they were actually in a good mood by the end of their dinner, but something from outside the window caught Sam’s attention. A figure lurked with its back suspiciously hunched; its body movements were far too sluggish for any normal human, and what really had him believing something was wrong about this picture, was the blood covered girl who came in hysterically screaming.
As Dean paid the bill, Sam made his way to the bloodied woman and began speaking to her with a calm, assuring voice. She was sobbing uncontrollably, saying that something came out from the woods in a hoard and attacked both her boyfriend and herself. She didn’t know if he was still alive, but she managed to escape. Out of the restaurant and into the dark they stood. As they made their way to the Impala gathering supplies, the hoard that the girl had spoke of soon appeared in front of them and waited. Lingered.
But what were they waiting for exactly? Not only was it a creepy sensation, but they’d given themselves away. They were the undead; Zombies. But contrary to popular belief, zombies weren’t the ones that ate people, leave that job to Ghouls. No, zombies just tore people limb from limb. Looks like Sam’s night was now going to be replaced with a sleepless and tiresome evening of sending these restless souls back to their graves.
And here Sam had hoped for at least one night of peace. Now he was going to be exhausted and covered with a mixture of dirt and gore. So much for a good lasting moment.
Word Count: 275
YOU LOOK OUT ACROSS THE SCENARY AND SEE ZOMBIES!
NOW WHAT?
It actually started off as a decent night for Sam. His brother, Dean, and he had gone out to eat something at a fairly nice restaurant. The service was great, the food was great and they were actually in a good mood by the end of their dinner, but something from outside the window caught Sam’s attention. A figure lurked with its back suspiciously hunched; its body movements were far too sluggish for any normal human, and what really had him believing something was wrong about this picture, was the blood covered girl who came in hysterically screaming.
As Dean paid the bill, Sam made his way to the bloodied woman and began speaking to her with a calm, assuring voice. She was sobbing uncontrollably, saying that something came out from the woods in a hoard and attacked both her boyfriend and herself. She didn’t know if he was still alive, but she managed to escape. Out of the restaurant and into the dark they stood. As they made their way to the Impala gathering supplies, the hoard that the girl had spoke of soon appeared in front of them and waited. Lingered.
But what were they waiting for exactly? Not only was it a creepy sensation, but they’d given themselves away. They were the undead; Zombies. But contrary to popular belief, zombies weren’t the ones that ate people, leave that job to Ghouls. No, zombies just tore people limb from limb. Looks like Sam’s night was now going to be replaced with a sleepless and tiresome evening of sending these restless souls back to their graves.
And here Sam had hoped for at least one night of peace. Now he was going to be exhausted and covered with a mixture of dirt and gore. So much for a good lasting moment.
Word Count: 275