The young girl hid in her bedroom closet on the second floor, shaking at the rising noises coming from outside her house. Her parents had gone out to dinner that night; they should’ve returned more than two hours ago. She heard her neighbors screaming as they were dragged from their home by the angry mob.…
Opposing Camps
Rising up from their graves, a mass of zombies driven by a pang of hunger, not for flesh, but of impulse, makes its way to the land they once called home. In hoards, the undead militia descended upon the city as memory fragments drove them to take back what once was theirs. The zombies that…
Taradiddle Soup 