The werewolf howled at the moon. It was the Winter Solstice of a lifetime. The moon had just rose in a lunar eclipse. Years and after years had they been trying to get this period of time out of their escape. It was all in God's hands. God had been awaiting for this moment to come. The bloody vampires had no excape. Everyone was in the city of the dead. Paralyzed they were. They ebbed and they flowed. The zombies danced around like clowns. People sat on their rooftops and front porches. It was 5 moons since this happened last...
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HorrorThis is for the @WattpadZombies contest. Please feel free to share, but no plagiarizing is allowed or accepted. "Fifteen years ago, the zombie Menace was defeated....Or was it? It's the longest night of the year and the undead are back with a vengea...
