Tiredness Kills - A Zombie Tale by Unknown Page A

bodies had been forced several feet out of the way
and had landed in a heap on top of each other further up the corridor. All
except for one. It was difficult to tell now if they were male or female, such
was their grotesque appearance, but one had grabbed hold of the back of the
cage and it took Josh a good few smashes against the wall for its fingers to
break off and its body to slither to the floor.
     
      Jon had got the chiller door open to reveal
four terrified faces. Two were male and two were indeed Charlie and Sian.

 
      “It's your lucky day! Quick, come on!” he
gestured for the captives to leave with him.

 
    However, the two men were
having none of it and practically shoved the girls out in order to pull the
door back shut. The two cold and terrified females looked to Jon for guidance,
and with a nonchalant grin he pointed to the wheeled cage that was now steaming
back down towards them. Josh ordered them to climb into the cage and, with
impressive man power, Jon and Josh pushed the cage onwards through the pot
washing area, ploughing into soft bodies along the way- knocking them in all
directions and not stopping until they reached the double doors to the
staircase.

 
    Once there, the girls jumped
off the blood splattered chariot and followed    their saviours down the stairs. At the bottom, they all came to a
screeching halt as they almost ran into the growling bloody mess that was once
a member of the office crew. The girls screamed as it lifted its arms towards
them, but Jon noticed that it seemed unable to move forwards.
    “It's stuck on the wall!” he
announced, assessing the situation without getting too close. “The metal spike
for the ladder has stuck in its skull; but it's not in far enough to kill it!”

 
      And with that, he beckoned to Josh and, whilst
taking his phone out of his pocket, he sang the word “Selfie!”

 
      To the girls' disgust, Jon and Josh, being
sure to stand just out of arms reach, contorted their faces into a zombie
grimace and the world’s most extraordinary 'Selfie' ever was taken.

 
    “We can't just leave him
hanging Josh!” said Jon putting his phone away and opening the coded door.

 
    “I know, I know!” replied
Josh holding his crowbar out in front of him.

 
      What followed was a crunchy, squishy sound as
Josh, placing the crowbar flat against the zombies forehead pushed its head
back a few inches, forcing the ladder spike straight through its brain. Dodging
the blood spray he turned to see the look of pure horror on the two girls'
faces.

 
      “What?” he asked flippantly. “It's a mercy
killing! You'll get used to it!”

 
 
 
 
 
         

Bear necessities!

 
 
    Upstairs in the arcade, Scott
and Ant were assessing their situation.

 
      “Right!” said Ant, “Show me the map on your
arm. There's safety in numbers, so we need to find our way down to this Stores
place and find the others!”

 
    Scott rolled up his sleeve to
reveal an arm covered in just a big black make-up smudge. Completely undecipherable.

 
    “Oh great, Scott! Nice one!
Do you suppose they may have left a trail of breadcrumbs for us to follow just
in case you ruined the map?” hissed Ant sarcastically.

 
    “ Dunno '
if you noticed, Anthony, but whilst you stood watching with your brolly in the
air I happened to be working up quite a sweat killing a bloody zombie. It's not
my fault that girl doesn't buy water proof make-up now, is it?” answered Scott
with great irritation. An uneasy tension built up between the two best
mates.   After glaring at each other for a
couple of minutes, they both realised the futility of the stand -off.

 
    “God, I'm sorry mate. This ' ent the time to fall out is it?
Time to re-assess!”

 
    They both peered out from
their place of safety. Mayhem was still reigning supreme across the large food
hall. Unbelievably, there were other survivors dotted about being hunted