They come in a mass, eyes dead, staring blankly at the huddling and horrified people inside., the sheer number of them overpowering the windows and doors. The unintelligible grunting raises in a crescendo as the screams inside build as the the those inside find that there is no escape.
Will no one help them? Where is the police? Where is the military?
Hands scramble to phones trying to reach help or loved ones to tell them they love them.
What? Even some inside show their true lifeless minds. They are of the walking dead. They gladly spread disease and death with their proudly stupid grins, unhidden by life-saving masks.
Next, breaking glass and cracking wood of door frames.
This is not the first day, but a reminder of days to come.
That’s what I saw in the news lately.
They say the only way to stop them is to remove the head or destroy the brain. We’re trying to remove the head, but where’s the brain?
This is turning into those movies that do not have any happy ending.
Maybe we could just dance.
Onyx typer 