Here we go on another Science Fiction Fantasy weekend go round. I’m back into the swing after taking a few weeks off and last week I decided to start a new story (is this like writer therapy? – share with the group). This one is still untitled but it’s moving along nicely. I think. I’ve toyed around with some zombie adventures before but I figured this was a great venue to spread my un-dead wings and see where it takes me. We pick up directly from last week and Annie’s on the run from a hungry zombie mob. Let’s see where her decisions take her. Arrgghhh…urrggg (that was zombie speak – like pig latin but without the finesse). Enjoy and don’t forget to click over to SciFiFanSat.blogspot.com and check out all the other writing goodness happening there.She darted to the left, between two old warehouses, and then a quick right into what she hoped was a service entrance leading back out to the main road. Instead, she found herself trapped in a delivery bay designed for big rigs to back their cargo up to a large bay door. She pulled up on the latch, which held fast.
The guttural roars echoing behind her told her the pack had turned the same corners she had and would be filtering into the cargo bay any minute. Frantically, she searched for another access door, a fire ladder leading up the roof. Nothing.
Short, sweet, and directly into a dead end. Dum dum dum. Hope you enjoyed. Please leave a comment or two. They are always appreciated. You can even use zombie-speak, I just can’t promise to know how to respond. It’s a very tricky dialect and they’re such a sensitive lot.