A voice shouted after me not to go and smash it. The bulb stayed on my mind for the duration of the tide and after we had finished and filled our sacks I went to retrieve it. By the way the glass was scuffed it had certainly been rubbed by sand and rocks for quite a while. We both pondered how long it had been in the sea and on the shore. My friend wasn’t far away and I shouted her over. Most glass objects you find on the shore are usually of the smashed variety, especially something as flimsy as a light bulb. Its metal base virtually all rusted throughout. I found this old light bulb between the rocks, still intact and unbroken. The wind had picked up and the wind chill on wet hands was enough to make the work more of a chore than a pleasure. It was one of those murky late autumnal days and the temperature was a little on the cool side. I like to keep you close but that don’t mean What’s the best thing to say at this time? Maybe it’s the dust that made you say the words you said
“Especially when my sister was so desperate to feed.”Īnd I’m not gonna lie, we’ll have great fun Over the pounding of his heart and a disgusting wet sucking sound he heard Dave say. Then the mouth opened to reveal fangs which plunged into his throat. He caught a glimpse of a pale, pretty face with eyes that seemed to glow red. I couldn’t let Zed’s tear you to bits,” something grabbed Jake from behind and spun him against the wall.
“Jake thanks for rescuing me man.” Jake said as they moved further into the building. “Come on, my sister Sarah is inside she’ll be getting frantic.” The youth ran to a door and Jake followed him into a bare shadow filled corridor. Jake threw himself at the board and their combined efforts pushed it sending it, and the zombies tumbling into space. Two of the creatures were already trying to cross, one fell off but others took its place. “Quick, give us a hand.” The boy was pushing at the end of the board.
As it was he was already scampering across. If Jake had needed convincing the arrival of the first pursuing zombie onto the roof would have been enough. Climbing onto it the youth turned and smiled. A plank of wood had been placed to span the alley to the building on the other side. “Come this way.” Jake followed as the youngster ran to the edge. They burst through another door onto the building’s roof. The sound of the door collapsing when they were half way up the second spurred them on. Jake leapt to his feet and followed him up the stairs. As if to emphasis his point there was a crash and the door bulged. “No time for that mate, this door won’t hold them for long.” His rescuer said heading for a flight of stairs. Jake was on his knees gasping for breath. The youth pulled the door shut and locked it just as the first zombie slammed into it. Gathering the last of his strength Jake sped up and ran inside. “Over here, quick!” The shout came from just ahead, a young man stood holding a door open and gesturing franticly. It wasn’t fair, weren’t zombies supposed to be slow and shambling? His breath was coming in gasps and his muscles burned. Cutting left into an alley without looking back. It was at this point he realized they were zombies, the man wit h the huge hole where his heart should have been was a big clue. When he went into the shop he’d been confronted by three people gnawing on a bloody corpse! Staggering out he found several other people heading towards him, some between him and his car. Driving through the wilds of Yorkshire he’d stopped at a petrol station in some village, he hadn’t noticed the name, to get some caffeine and directions. Real live, or not live he supposed, zombies. To make matters worse he was running from things that shouldn’t exist.
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