went for his brother. Please don’t let him miss. Please let me live. Brian fired with no hesitation. Whatever pinned Alec was thrown across the bar by the impact of the spread. Something warm and wet soaked through his shirt. Brian grabbed him, hauling him to his feet.
“Shoot it again!” Tommy yelled.
“I know what I’m doing,” Brian said grimly.
Alec stood in shock, realizing what had pinned him down. Is Tommy an idiot? I might be drunk but I know a zombie when I see one. This is no cannibal. The zombie struggled to rise and Brian fired again. Its skull vanished in a fountain of blood and bone.
“Hell yeah, brother!” Alec stomped and pumped a fist in celebration.
Another moan crawled its way up the dark bathroom hall, followed by another low groan. Wooden flooring creaked under the weight of each step two stumbling corpses took, slowly emerging into the light.
“More!” Erica yelled.
“Get that back door shut!” Tommy commanded.
Alec’s ears rang from the shrieks and the loud blast of the shotgun. Nicole . She was standing next to the bar, both hands on a stool. Her eyes were wide as he rushed to her side. “We’re okay,” she said.
“They keep coming!” Brian screamed over his shotgun.
Tommy pointed at the main entrance. “Forget the hall, let’s make a break for it.”
Alec kissed Nicole, took her hand, and they ran to the main door. Not thinking twice, he yanked the entrance open. A sprinting corpse sprang through, pouncing on his chest. He slammed to the floor underneath its weight, pinned once again.
Nicole screamed for Alec to get up and for his brother to help. Alec struggled with the dead woman. It wasn’t as strong as the male stumbler who had pinned him before, but he wasn’t able to get away. He saw past it into the night and spotted another slow stumbler making its way up the patio.
Alec rocked back and forth, shoving his hands into the woman’s chest, kicking his legs, all in a frantic attempt to escape. He slapped a hand across its face and it hissed down at him, cold saliva falling off its lips and splashing against his forehead. You dirty bitch! He gagged and coughed from the stench, and as its teeth darted for his neck, a bar stool smashed into its face. He grabbed the opportunity and rolled away from the corpse, staring at his beautiful fiancée in all her glory.
Nicole fought for balance, clenching the stool with both hands. Her eyes were locked on the female stumbler struggling to rise. She screamed, charged forward, and shoved the stool into its gut, thrusting it off the patio. She almost fell over outside. Nicole! A cacophony of moans surrounded her. Dead silhouettes filled the parking lot beyond her. She threw the stool at them, knocking a corpse over, and retreated. Alec rose to his knees and grabbed her. Slamming the entrance shut as the door swung closed, he caught a glimpse of headlights accelerating right for the porch.
“Everyone get back!” Alec screamed and tugged Nicole, sprinting for safety.
The front entrance collapsed. A patrol car plowed into the bar. Tables and chairs exploded in every direction. The wave of destruction culminated at the wall of bottles: glass and alcohol sprayed across the establishment. Two bottles shattered on the roof of the car, pouring gin down its windshield.
“Brian!” Alec called, holding Nicole by the relative safety of the office. The car was between them and the hallway Brian defended.
“What the—” his brother yelled from the other side of the car. He was separated from the rest of the group. Brian grabbed his shaved head, ignoring the zombies and pending apocalypse. “What the hell did you do to my bar?”
The engine shut off. Sheriff Ortiz fell out the front seat next to Brian, right onto his hands and knees. He yelled back at Deputy Miller, “Why did we listen to that drunk kid?”
Howard, cuffed in the backseat, simply shrugged. “Okay, mistakes
“Shoot it again!” Tommy yelled.
“I know what I’m doing,” Brian said grimly.
Alec stood in shock, realizing what had pinned him down. Is Tommy an idiot? I might be drunk but I know a zombie when I see one. This is no cannibal. The zombie struggled to rise and Brian fired again. Its skull vanished in a fountain of blood and bone.
“Hell yeah, brother!” Alec stomped and pumped a fist in celebration.
Another moan crawled its way up the dark bathroom hall, followed by another low groan. Wooden flooring creaked under the weight of each step two stumbling corpses took, slowly emerging into the light.
“More!” Erica yelled.
“Get that back door shut!” Tommy commanded.
Alec’s ears rang from the shrieks and the loud blast of the shotgun. Nicole . She was standing next to the bar, both hands on a stool. Her eyes were wide as he rushed to her side. “We’re okay,” she said.
“They keep coming!” Brian screamed over his shotgun.
Tommy pointed at the main entrance. “Forget the hall, let’s make a break for it.”
Alec kissed Nicole, took her hand, and they ran to the main door. Not thinking twice, he yanked the entrance open. A sprinting corpse sprang through, pouncing on his chest. He slammed to the floor underneath its weight, pinned once again.
Nicole screamed for Alec to get up and for his brother to help. Alec struggled with the dead woman. It wasn’t as strong as the male stumbler who had pinned him before, but he wasn’t able to get away. He saw past it into the night and spotted another slow stumbler making its way up the patio.
Alec rocked back and forth, shoving his hands into the woman’s chest, kicking his legs, all in a frantic attempt to escape. He slapped a hand across its face and it hissed down at him, cold saliva falling off its lips and splashing against his forehead. You dirty bitch! He gagged and coughed from the stench, and as its teeth darted for his neck, a bar stool smashed into its face. He grabbed the opportunity and rolled away from the corpse, staring at his beautiful fiancée in all her glory.
Nicole fought for balance, clenching the stool with both hands. Her eyes were locked on the female stumbler struggling to rise. She screamed, charged forward, and shoved the stool into its gut, thrusting it off the patio. She almost fell over outside. Nicole! A cacophony of moans surrounded her. Dead silhouettes filled the parking lot beyond her. She threw the stool at them, knocking a corpse over, and retreated. Alec rose to his knees and grabbed her. Slamming the entrance shut as the door swung closed, he caught a glimpse of headlights accelerating right for the porch.
“Everyone get back!” Alec screamed and tugged Nicole, sprinting for safety.
The front entrance collapsed. A patrol car plowed into the bar. Tables and chairs exploded in every direction. The wave of destruction culminated at the wall of bottles: glass and alcohol sprayed across the establishment. Two bottles shattered on the roof of the car, pouring gin down its windshield.
“Brian!” Alec called, holding Nicole by the relative safety of the office. The car was between them and the hallway Brian defended.
“What the—” his brother yelled from the other side of the car. He was separated from the rest of the group. Brian grabbed his shaved head, ignoring the zombies and pending apocalypse. “What the hell did you do to my bar?”
The engine shut off. Sheriff Ortiz fell out the front seat next to Brian, right onto his hands and knees. He yelled back at Deputy Miller, “Why did we listen to that drunk kid?”
Howard, cuffed in the backseat, simply shrugged. “Okay, mistakes
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