The light of the moon peeked through the trees, like a spotlight in the dark forest. All was calm, tranquil, and the only noise to be heard was the whistling of the wind. Natives of the area settled down for the night; all animals were silently sleeping.
The crunching of leaves startled the once sleeping critters. Various animals scurried away, evacuated the area.
Harry limped into the moonlight, sat under the tree, and sighed. He gazed down at the grass in front of him, his hair covered his eyes.
Suddenly he violently flicked his head upward to reveal the nasty looking, most-likely-infected cuts on his face and scratched at the dried up blood with his long, yellow ingrown finger nails. He let out a guttural growl: "HWWAAARRRG!"
HARRY WAS A ZAMBIE :D
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FanfictionThe light of the moon peeked through the trees, like a spotlight in the dark forest. All was calm, tranquil, and the only noise to be heard was the whistling of the wind. The natives of the area settled down for the night; all animals were silently...
