The Eclectic Pen - Totally Flushtrated! (Zombie) Part 4


By: Stacy D. (Stacy1)   + 3 more  
Date Submitted: 11/21/2009
Last Updated: 11/21/2009
Genre: Horror
Words: 583
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  She knew she didn’t have much time, so she gathered the strength to go to the window and peer out. Amazingly, she didn’t see any zombies around. They must have all been either busy in her living room or in her neighbors’ houses terrorizing them. Her eyes swept across the bedroom looking for any other types of weapons that she could use, but she couldn’t find anything better than the bat. Too bad she didn’t have any neighbors like those ones from the Tremors movie who had a stockpile of guns and ammo. Now that would be convenient. Next time she moved, if she ever got out of this shit, she’d have to pick a better location and make sure she had some better neighbors. She rummaged through her purse to make sure the car keys were there and grabbed her cell phone off the nightstand. It wasn’t convenient that her purse was in the bedroom, just an old habit that she never let go of. At the end of each night, she put her purse beside the bed, and put her cell phone on her nightstand to set it as her alarm clock.

Keys in pocket and her purse strung sideways around her, her next thought was, “Where the hell do I go from here?” and “Boy, do I look like a deranged tourist wearing my purse like this. It’s not like the zombies are going to mug me, they just want to eat me.” She pulled up the blinds until they couldn’t go any further, and unlatched the window. She wouldn’t want to get stuck in the blinds while making her escape; now that would be just her luck. She carefully opened the window and the screen and popped her head out to make sure that the coast was still clear. She noticed some zombies milling around further down the block, but she knew she could outrun them. She struggled to pull one leg over the window then the next while still holding onto her bat. “Here goes nothing,” she whispered to herself. She landed softly on the grass beneath the window and made a run for it. She crept up the side of the house and dashed over to her car. She grabbed the keys from her pocket and beeped the locks open. She slid into the drivers seat and relocked the doors. That’s always the first mistake in all horror movies it seems, they never lock all the doors in the car once they made it to safety. She was also sure that the beep from the car locks opening was like letting off the timer on a microwave. “Ding, dinner is served.” She laughed to herself just picturing it. She was definitely on the verge of loosing it. She got a hold of herself and glanced around one last time. She saw her neighbor Bart slowly staggering towards the car. “Hi Bart, bye Bart”, she waved as she started the car and pulled away from the house. Everything in her neighborhood seemed the same with the exception for a couple zombies here and there. I guess she was the only one to make it out of her house alive around here. She wasn’t sure where to head, so she figured she’d try for a gas station first off. Second movie mistake, they never check the gas and end up running out. Well that was not going to happen to her! So off to the gas station it was.


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Kenjii H. (Daalmonette) - , - 11/21/2009 6:49 PM ET
Well alright. She might make it yet =D.
Jesse (EddyKrueger) - 11/22/2009 4:51 AM ET
Things are coming along very well.
Robert C. (thecoolbookgeek) - 11/30/2009 9:00 PM ET
For once, a smart woman in a horror movie. Always check the gas.
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