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“Isn’t that the zombie thing from Resident Evil 5?” I pointed out while still hitting the lock. “Because it looks like it.” It came through the huge hole it carved in and started waving that chainsaw around and yelling like Leatherface from Texas Chainsaw Massacre. David grabbed his machete and ran towards him.

“Keep trying to break the lock!” He yelled as he dodged a serrated, motor powered slash from the chainsaw. Ah, I wanna describe the fight, but at the same time, I have to break the lock on the door. Oh no. The zombies are coming in. David stuck his machete into the Chainsaw Guy’s head, but he was thrown down by another zombie. Shit shit shit! I stopped hitting the lock.

“Ariana, keep on breaking the lock! I have to help David! And keep Amari safe this time!” I ran over to the zombie that was about to sink his teeth into David and baseball swung his head, knocking it off of his shoulders. I helped David up and he pulled his machete out of the dead head. The other zombies stopped and stared hungrily and eagerly at us. “Well,” I said as I swung my bat on my shoulder. “I can’t think of a thing to say that’s clever.” I tell David as the zombies slowly close in on us.
“Batter up?” He suggested.

“I already said that.”

“Well, how was I supposed to know?”

“I don’t know, but I’m just saying that—!” One got too eager and rushed at us. David gracefully, like he spun around like a ballerina, and stabbed it through the head, cutting it in half. “Well, that was rude.” The banging of Ariana trying to break the lock was ringing in my head. It also must’ve been the bell that rung whenever it was time for a fight because after the last two “ding”s, they rushed at us. The first one caught the blunt end of my bat, falling backwards on the floor. I stomped his head in with the heel of my Nike shoe. “Next!” I swung upwards as the next decaying, ravenous zombie came to me. I heard the loud cracking sound of his neck being broken as he fell on the floor, dead…er. In mid stride, another zombie tackled me to the ground and snarled and chomped at me. I held him at bay with my bat, but more were coming. I got my legs underneath him and, with all of my strength, I kicked him off of me and was sent flying into the oncoming zombies. I immediately got to my feet, but was face to face with another zombie. He smiled at me, it seemed, and screamed, “Brains!”

Submitted: February 13, 2014

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Gah! Freaky! So many zombies! If this happened to me I would A beg, B cry and surrender or C worry about my nail. Don't know how he does it.

Thu, February 13th, 2014 10:26pm


Worry about your nail? Lololol

Thu, February 13th, 2014 2:27pm


Hammie went pretty HAM! :P. And ew Brainssss :(. Great action as always :)! If I was there i'd be the one stuffing candy, chips, and drinks in my pockets :P. Well everything that fit. ~Poetic

Fri, February 14th, 2014 6:03pm


Well, you know.... Zombies.

Fri, February 14th, 2014 3:36pm

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