by Snow Zombie
Inspired by Zombies sung by Cranberries
|"They're eating my brains!" Paula screamed picking up the remote and turning off the evening news. "All of this political rhetoric, immigrate bashing, and mindless killing is turning me into a zombie. Soon I'll be a mindless killing machine just like your Father." She glared at her daughter, Amy, who was backing slowly out of the living room.|
Stomping to the coat tree in the foyer, Paula removed her husband's AK 47, checked the clip, and shambled out the front door. Picking up her IPad, Amy dialed Channel 3 News. "Another armed Zombie on Fleet Street." Then she dialed 911.