"I don't wanna go to the dentist Mama!"
"You have to, unless you want black teeth."
A dentist's chair. A white room.
The collar limited her movement, but she could see that much. And needles. A lot of them.
A doctor room?
Jason shoved her over to the chair. Stumbling, Zelda climbed onto it.
"Now you stay there and be very still sweetheart, the lady will be 'ere soon."
The lady did come soon. In a pristine white lab coat, her hair in a tight bun.
Ellen, that's what he called her.
Ellen walked past them, over to a desk, ignoring Jason and Zelda. She reached for a syringe and swiveled around, marching back to Zelda.
"Put your arm out," Ellen motioned, holding the needle with gloved hands. "It's a numbing agent. The idea is, that if she can't feel her hunger, then she won't try to bite," she said to Jason.
Needle. Scary.
Hungry so hungry. She said it would make it stop.
Zelda held her arm out and watched as Ellen pushed the needle in, emptying the syringe of the purple-ish liquid, into her blood.
"There. Jason, take her back, it takes a while for it to take affect."
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A/N: finally posted lmao
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The Little Zombie
Short StoryLittle Zelda woke up knowing something was wrong. Very, very, wrong. For one, she was lying on the side an unfamiliar road. And she was hungry. Very hungry. The 2027 Apocalypse, but from a very different perspective.
