ISISRAXTOSA: Nowhere To Run

Chapter Ten: Finger lickin' good

In a zombie's point of view, I wonder what they think. I doubt they're saying "Braaaaaiiins." More likely they are saying, "I'm starving, give me food." or "Someone, please kill me... Oh wait, I'm already dead... Someone, please kill me more". Maybe the movie 'Wasting Away' is what really happens. Besides the whole 'Super Soldier' thing. They think everyone else is out to get them, and they have to protect themselves. I bet to them, human flesh tastes like any other animal in the world.

I can't believe it. When people turn into zombies, they end up being cannibals. It's disgusting. I also wonder about those vegetarians and vegans out there? Do they become meat eaters as well? That would suck. So much for PETA. They can't stop this now.

Would it be safer to live in the country, or are there lots there? On the trip up to Minnesota, we noticed a few out there, but we didn't see much. I might say it's safer there. Which leads me to where Jill and I are right now.

As we walk through the Saint Paul Skyway, we end up stuck with dozens of zombies on one side of the doorway and us on the other. We had to head back. But even if we did, we would end up back in the same place. There is no what out of this Skyway system. We started running, it was about time, because once we did, the zombies broke through. We could hear them break the door down.
We were now in a severe panic mode. With that many zombies and us six years old girls' bodies. We would not survive. We kept running. Well, actually, I was still running. Jill was nowhere to be seen. With Zombies trying to get out the doorway, I had to head back towards them searching for my best friend.

"Jill!" I screamed. Which was a lousy choice to scream. Every Zombie from a mile around could hear me screaming. I ran back towards the zombie-infested doors. She was nowhere around. One zombie was out of the door, which meant... I turned around. I didn't even get to blink because the next thing, the world went dark.

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"I'm dead. I'm dead. I know it." Is this what zombies thought of? Was the world always this dark to them?

"Natalie, you can open your eyes, silly girl."

I know that voice. It's Jill. I did what the voice said and opened my eyes. I was in a room. A spotless room. I looked around. Okay, it's a bedroom. But where were we? I noticed Jill sitting next to me. She had a smile on her face.

"Where are we?" I asked, still amazed that I survived.

"We are in an apartment. A man named Mr. Sanders brought us here."

I looked around a little more. I didn't see him anywhere. I did see outside at the beautiful, but also zombie-infested park across the street. I wonder what the name of that park is? I guess it doesn't matter. It could be Zombie Park for all I care. I won't ever spend time there ever.

"With a big city like this, I am surprised the military hasn't put a barricade up on a few sections of the city for communities of houses, as they did in Fear The Walking Dead.

"Oh, they did." I jumped, a strange old man stepped into the room. "It didn't last long. Then the zombies took over, and everyone in the community was attacked. I was the lucky one, that got away. Along with a few families with children."

"I hope you're Mr. Sanders and not the dead Coronal Sanders of the defunct Kentucky Fried Chicken company I heard about."

"Oh, I am Mr. Sanders. I wish I were the Coronal, at least I would have been a millionaire until I died."

"What good is money now?" I cried. I looked outside at the park again. "I sure wish I could go there? It's so pretty."

"Mears Park used to be a dump for many years. It was always full of homeless people from nearby homeless shelters. But after the city ordinance said they would fine anyone loitering in one spot in this city for more than a thirty minutes, excluding the entertainment that happens in the parks throughout the city. So the homeless stopped going to that park. Then it started looking beautiful again. I kind of feel sorry for the homeless people. I used to be homeless myself." He gazed down at the zombies. "Now the parks will look like hell again soon," he sighed.