The TV in every kids living room
was brightened up with yellow and a scary song playing slowly in
Then a game cover whipped into the the middle of the screen, with a zombies face on it. It looked very realistic. It's eyes were like a humans, but the rest of it's face was... old and decrepid. The skin was grey, and was dry and cracked, like the mud in a hot desert. It's lips were cold and had a hint of blue, the ends were curled up in a smile. It's nose seemed to be falling off, but the graphics had made it look like it was hanging by one loose piece of skin.
Still there was something human about it. So real.
Tracey was on the sofa with her parents, it was at least eight o'clock in the afternoon and her bed time was approaching fast. She wasn't going to be able to sleep if she carried on watching, she turned her head as the TV carried on.
'Uncompute is the new best game! It's fun packed and full of zombies to blow up. It's cheap too! Only ten pounds and has been sold for that price ALL around the world!
You will be sorry if you miss out on this! Yes, you will. So come down and by it now. OH! And if you don't like it, bring it back within a week and you get a full money back gaurantee... that's if you survive a week!'
Tracey's head popped up as she heard the last part, she reached for the remote and rewinded it which caused everyone to groan. She heard it again, but no one else did.
"Tracey, give back the remote." Her mum snapped and frowned at her. Tracey slowly gave it to her mum and sank back down into her seat. Maybe she hadn't heard it, because, no one else reacted at all. "Anyway, it's your bed time, get up stairs. Come give your mother a goodnight kiss."
Tracey walked out moody, but her brother, Jake, gave her mum a delicate kiss on the cheek before he left the room.
Her mother changed the channel.