Thursday, June 5, 2014

The Gateway

Black mud splattered up into my face as I stumbled along aiming for the gateway, trying to get away from the flesh dripping zombie that followed my scent. Why did my friend and I have to be the only people with any brains round here? The cold air whipped into my face like gorse as I was running as fast as I could. All I could hear was an eerie moaning noise mumbling about brains. Never in the world would I let a stupid zombie destroy my life, maybe a vampire but a zombie NO WAY! My head was pounding and I was running out of breath….

By Anna

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