The apocolypse spread through the world, caring about none. Not avoiding wealth, class, health, or race. A great equalizer, only intent on death and reanimation of the world. It destroyes everything in its path.
A red baloon flew into the air from the dead hand of a child just taken by virus. Its emaciated frame laying cold on the ground, gouged from many bites and claws from things that could not have a shread of humanity.
Slowly, the small child began to rise from the ground with limbs that shouldn't even move. With ill-intent in its gouged eyes, not completely in their sockets, the small girl hobbled around. Her only thoughts, which should only be of play and fun, were of blood and hunger for flesh.
A gun shot through the silence.
A man of mid-twnty's, handgun cluched in his shaking hands, rushed past the girl. Focused on getting out of this alive. Focused on surviving. He had to run, to save his wife and children. If he didn't save them, then they would surley die, and he would truly have nothing.
Reading the first sentence it has to be about ZOMBIES really, its getting old just like vampires, but you can always upgrade what the ZOMBIES can do.
ReplyDeleteDuuuuudddeee! Freakin yesss! ZOMBEHS!!!! Awesome how you lay it out and cool how you add the character at the end in a desperate twist and an intreauging hook. <3 much love!....no homo
ReplyDeleteI love that you took something so bright and happy like a red balloon and juxtaposed it against Zombie apocalypse. Very Cool!
ReplyDeleteMrs. Onkst
Love it! so friggen sad but its really creappy. Please extend it :D
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