So I wrote a story about Zombies for a friend, and I thought I would share it with you. I don't have a title for it, so if you have any suggestions, let me know. :)
This is my very first story about Zombies, so be sure to tell me how I did. ;)
Alison walked this route every day. Two lefts from Mike's and straight past the old greenhouse.
Then, there was the old Matheson house. Everyone knew the story about that place. James Matheson was the one who had killed the three blondes. They found the bodies 2 years later in his basement. Or...what was left of them. Which wasn't much. The cops said it looked like James had pulled them apart with his bare hands - only one of the girls survived.
Alison shuddered at the memory. That had been one year ago.
She didn't tell many people this, but she had been one of the victims. The scars across the back of her neck itched whenever she thought about it.
Alison shook away the thoughts and continued on her way.
Reaching her porch, Alison looked to both sides as she climbed to the door. She bit her lip once more, anxiously, and walked into her house.
"Mom, I'm home!"
"Okay, baby." She walked into the room with Alison, wiping her hands on a towel. "Honey, Sam forgot his keys, and since you have that thing tonight, no one will be home. Could you drop his keys off, please?" She tossed a bundle of keys to Alison who caught it expertly with one hand.
"Sure, mom. Have a good night at work. I'll see you tomorrow."
Alison walked back out the door, once again checking both sides.
She exited the front porch and made her way to the Lumber Yard where she knew her brother was working these days.
When she got there, she was shocked to see Mr. Matheson hauling wood with Sam.
Alison yanked Sam aside by the arm.
"What is Mr. Matheson doing here?" She whispered,
"Working, Al. What does it look like he's doing?"
"Why is he here, though?"
Sam scoffed. "Bill can hire whoever he wants, Al."
She rolled her eyes, and shoved the keys into his hand.
"Mom has work, tonight, and I have that thing at school in an hour, so you'll have to let yourself in."
She waved and jogged away from the work site, hoping that no one would see her.
No such luck.
She sighed. "Hi...Mr. Matheson... What are you doing here?"
"I'm workin. Bill over there was kind enough to hire me."
"Oh. Well...I have to get going. I'll...see you later."
Mr. Matheson smiled. "I sure hope so, dear."
Pursing her lips, Alison made her way to the sidewalk once again. She rushed past the powerplant, and toward her house again.
Sitting in her house alone, Alison opened her science book and read the title of today's chapter.
She lay down on her stomach, kicking her feet back and forth on the bed.
Alison jumped when she heard a thump at her window. She stared continuously at her darkened window for five minutes before she saw a tree branch knocking into the window pane. She laughed at herself and checked the clock.
Time to get ready.
Fifteen minutes later, she was on her way.
As she passed Mrs. Rosewood sitting in her rocking chair, Alison waved good naturedly.
"Careful of what, Mrs. Rosewood?"
Mrs. Rosewood frowned and wrapped her arms around herself. "There's something in the wind tonight. I don't like it."
Smiling kindly, Alison waved again. "I'll be careful."
When Alison had gotten as far as the field by the school, a bitter wind rushed in to wrap around her.
She shivered and walked a little faster hoping that the heat would be on at school.
She rubbed her arms as she walked trying to keep warm.
Her dress caught on something in the dark, and when she reached down to untangle it, she found herself falling into the ditch.
The last thing she heard before she blacked out was, "I found it. I...found...braiiinnnnsssss.."
Alison screamed, but a leather-gloved hand clapped over her mouth, digging into her skin around her lips.
And Alison fainted.
When she woke up, she could feel her hands being held above her by a chain. The all-too-familiar pain at the base of her skull roared up and down her spine.
Hot tears dripped down her face as she tried to open her eyes. Nothing. She whimpered, and it was greeted by a slap across her face.
She wailed into the gag she felt in her mouth. It was happening again.
Sam got home, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and plopped himself down on the couch. With a deep, satisfied sigh, he turned the TV on.
When the phone rang, he groaned and went to pick it up.
"Hello, Sam speaking."
"Hi, Sam. This is Miss Tans. Is Alison home?"
Sam frowned slightly. "Uh, no. She went to a school party tonight. She was going to make a speech, why?"
"She never showed up..."
Sam didn't hear what the lady said next, he was already hanging up to dial 911.
"Hello, 911, what is your emergency?"
"My sister! Alison, she was the victim of a serial killer- James Matheson. She is missing. She was supposed to be at school, but she's not!"
The man was obviously uninterested.
"Listen, son, we can't do anything unless she's been gone for a couple days. Have you tried her...BFF's house? Maybe they're having a little girl-on-girl time."
"Give the phone to officer Max Lucas."
"Just give him the phone!!"
There was a sigh on the other line. "Hold on."
"Hello, this is Max."
"Max, Al's missing."
"I'll be there in ten."
"Please..." Alison pleaded, weakly. "James...stop..." He plunged another needle into her neck, etching new designs into her skull. She blacked out again.
When she rose from the darkness again, she found she could open her eyes. James stood in front of her, kicking things over, and throwing others across the room.
"It doesn't taste right! Tastes like steel!!!"
Alison's panicked mind reminded her about the implant she had. James had damaged her brain, and she had to get an implant to shock her brain sometimes.
James's outburst pulled her from her thoughts.
They were in a dark building. There were wooden boxes everywhere. James threw one at her, and it broke against her, driving splinters and a nail into her arms. Alison screamed with pain through the gag. An idea struck her. She bent her hand over, painfully grabbing the end of the nail. She began shoving it into the lock on the chains, hoping against hope that she would somehow shift something in the lock to unlock it.
When she heard other voices nearby, she screamed at the top of her lungs. James turned to her, took a syringe, and began slashing at her skin with it.
Screams and wails ripped themselves from her throat like the nail in her skin.
Sam and Max had 20 men out looking for Alison. They had been searching for hours with nothing to show.
A couple men had been asking to go home seeing as this was all volunteer work-it was after hours.
"Come on, Al. Hang in there. We're coming. I promise. We're coming."
One of the officers yelled in their direction, "Something's been dragged over here. It's not much, but it's the only lead we have."
Sam's gut twisted. He had to find Alison. His mother wouldn't be able to take another loss like their father's.
All the men crowded to the path, shining their lights at the ground. They walked for a half hour before they came to an old factory.
"Surround the building. Sam and I will proceed slowly."
Max took Sam's hand and placed a pistol in it. "Safety's off, Sammy."
A scream echoed through the air.
"ALISON!" Sam darted toward the building
Sam kept running.
Alison shrieked when she felt the syringe pound over and over again.
Finally, Sam charged through a door in the wall. Sam. Sam.
A shot rang out. Two. Four. James didn't stop. He ran at Sam, and smashed him into a wall, ready to kill when Sam pulled out the foot-long knife he had gotten for his birthday, and he chopped James's head off.
Sam ran over, grabbed a key from James's coat pocket and released Alison. She toppled into his arms.
Before she passed out once again, she heard Sam say, "It's okay, Al. I've got you. It's okay. I've got you." And then to the open air, "Thank you, God."
Alison rested her eyes knowing she was safe in her brother's arms.
Sam carried his sister outside where Max took in the scene and called an ambulance.
A few blocks away, Mrs. Rosewood shook her head, clicking her tongue.
“I told her to be careful.”
Thanks so much for reading! I hope you all enjoyed! The laptop I am using right now is acting up, so if there is formatting issues with the post today, I apologize.
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