george

Set in a zombie apocalypse.

George was hungry. So hungry, in fact, that he was salivating copiously, drool hanging from his slack mouth in long, sticky ropes. He grunted as he shuffled down the sidewalk. He wanted some ribs, juicy ribs, with lots of barbecue sauce. He spotted movement down the street, frantic thrashing, and his hunger intensified. It was Paul. He had found some ribs, maybe?

horror | science fiction
900 words | 4 pages . pdf | 800kb

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