This installment in BLITEOTW 2009 was written by zombie fan Zach!

Ring-ring…ring-ring…rin–

“Hello, this is Br–”

“Honey! Where are you??”

“I’m still at work…Is everything okay? George?”

“Stay there! I’m coming to get you!”

“Honey? What is goi–”

I hung up. I had no time for screwing around. We needed to be out of town this morning. There was no time left…

A figure shone in the distance in the beam of light from the Ford GT. As I neared it I noticed that it was missing a leg. Bad news. I didn’t care to stop. I was sure it wasn’t of the living. I was wrong. Zombies feel no pain, however, when I hit this body a piercing scream rang out; like that of steel being ripped in two. It was a human, not zombie, that I had torn in half.

I didn’t have time to think; I needed to cross forty seven miles to Smith Tower in downtown Seattle, and I needed to get there yesterday.