Posts Tagged zombie
Poopsie – a different sort of zombie story
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on April 16
This is the tale of a man who looks to conquer the world by raising a zombie army using the dread Necronomicon. All he needs to do is kill one rabbit. Happy Easter. —– POOPSIE “Poor Poopsie, Betty’s gonna be really upset that you’re gone, but I need you more than she does.” George […]
Out With the Old, In With the New
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on December 31
Harry peeked through the hedge. The greenery scratched his face but he was afraid to fully reveal himself. A figure walked slowly down the street, although lurch might better describe its erratic motion. Its clothing was in tatters and bits of cloth fell to the ground with each halting step. Harry could not tell if […]
This is Not a Zombie Story
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on January 5
#flashfiction #zombies #warfare This is not a zombie story. No, really. Just because there are reanimated corpses does not make this about zombies. Bear with me, it was all about war and human dignity. Our newly elected leaders were much more hard line on the aggressive theological based ideologies than the prior administrations. Instead of […]
Bath Time
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 22
#picturefiction #flashfiction “How long are you going to be in there?” I pounded on the bathroom door. My older sister had been in there for over an hour. I know she wanted to take a soak but for God’s sake it had been so long the water had to be cold and she probably looked […]
The shape shambled out of the mist
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 4
Image text: The shape shambled out of the mist. It was formed like a man but they soon saw that what once had been a man was now a creature from the grave. Flesh dripped from its blackened bones as it approached. It spotted their living flesh and began to wail. “Braaaaiiiiinnnssss!”
The creature was clearly one of the undead
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on July 6
Image text: With the dead walking the land she knew she couldn’t be too careful. The front door was shattered and sounds from the back of her apartment caused her to ready her pistol and machete. No one was in the common rooms or the bedroom, but splashing sounds issued from the bathroom. Gritting […]