Installment Seven

[doctorflipper]

“So . . . come here often?” you ask Pasty-Foamy-Guy as you slowly inch away from him. Much to your dismay, ‘inch’ is about all the room that remains between yourself and the passenger door.

Pasty-Foamy-Guy responds with a low, guttural groan. His right hand twitches. His eyes, as empty as Karl Rove’s soul, begin to flicker a bit.

Well that’s

Comments

[anonymous]

Don't save pete! He's been bitten and is a fucking goner. How many times have you seen a zombie movie where they keep around the dude that was bitten because they had not the heart to kill him. And his eyes go weird and he bites everyone! Now is your chance to go against the stupidity of those decades worth of characters. Grab the gun and start shooting.

[doctorflipper]

Clearly, you're a crazy person. Zombie? What's a zombie?! Pretty mean to want to just write Pete off like that, if you ask me :).