My sandy tongue attempted to lick my lips, but seeing as I was undead, it just sort of flapped uselessly as I groaned. Still, I was more focused on the prize at hand: the bleeding boy beside me.
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ZombieHorde: Zombie Snacks
HorrorTwo sentence zombie stories, each of which should take no more than five seconds to read. The shortest of the short and most definitely snack-sized tales for the zombie in you! Original works of microfiction.