The book's blood

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Waking up after the whole Anonymous and Brother Z thing was probably the hardest thing to do after "waking up", my body felt horrible ,like my skin was crawling away from its self; my eyes felt so glassy; my stomach was doing flips; and don't even get me started on the mourning mouth I've got going on, that was the number one thing to motivate me to fall out of bed, onto my face, once again. I sat up to the best I could before mimicking what Jeremy did yesterday, bending both my knees till I could do so with out help from my hands, after I stretched I slightly sprinted to the bathroom, desperate to brush my teeth or at least use some mouth wash, but when I turned on the light I nearly jumped back.
In the mirror, stood a silhouette of my body, with glowing green eyes, and tentacle like things moved around the top half of the figure. The inter thing looked like it was made of black sludge, due to the slimy shine coming off of it, I shivered and looked away, covering my eyes, quietly chanting "it's not there, it's not there, it's not there," finally I built up the courage to look into the mirror, this time only seeing plain old Marry, staring back at me with frightened but relived eyes. I shook and got a cruel reminder of why I rushed into the bathroom in the first place, I brushed my teeth twice and used mouthwash to finally get the taste out of my poor mouth, I turned to go back to my room, but as I turned off the light  I still gave the mirror a weary look, then shut the door.

I made it to school without seeing the odd creature or getting ambushed by the twins, I happily sigh before entering my first block, hopping to go back to the old routine, but that of course didn't last long, because low and behold the guy from the nurses who's blood I..... Drank.... Slapped a hand on my desk, I jump up, feeling my hair start to move, I glare up at the boy, who was grinning like a fool, "Hey vampire girl, how are ya?"
"Uh, fine I guess," I say, "how the cuts?"
"Oh, those things? They healed up after a week," the guy said, clearly wanting to ask me something,
"Spit it out man, there's no reason to be talking to me other then you wanting to ask me something so spit it out,"
"Oh, straight to the point," the guy said,  "but first, my name is Dan, and you are?"
"...Marry,"
"Ah, Marry," Dan said with another goofy smile, "would you care to join me at lunch sometime-" the first bell cut him off, he cursed under his breath, "I'll get back to you later," he said as he rushed out of the class. Wait.... Was he trying to ask me.... Out? Nope, I have never wanted to date, nor do I plan to at the least, I glare ahead of me, waiting for the onslaught of missing work I'll get for missing a day.
"Marry!" I tensed and tried to jump out in time, but to no avail, I was picked up by one and cradled in the others, the twins grinned down at me, completely ignoring the fact they came into the classroom before the lunch bell rang, leaving everyone in the class to witness their clingyness, I gave the teacher pleading eyes, and thankfully he commanded them to put me down, they glare at him but bring their attention back to me, "Oh our little lamb, how are you?"
"Good, I guess," I mumbled, I try to figure out whether I should tell them about brother Z or not, but that answer was decided for me, because Jean's eyes squinted as she touched a strand of my hair, the one that wrapped around brother Z's hand. Jean squinted at her hand, then whispered something to her brother, who's happy face turned serious.
"Marry, we need to talk," Jeremy said in a deeper voice then any I've heard from him, he and his sister stood up; pulled me up; then began to drag me off. They had to good of timing because the bell rang as they pulled me though the door, I glance between their faces, concerned,
"A, guys?" I ask, but they seemed to be dead set on what ever their doing, so I gave up talking. We soon reach the library's doors, the twins push them open and pulled me to the very back, and allowed me to sit down on a couch, then took a seat in front of me, "ok, what's going on?"
"We should be asking you the same thing," Jean asked, holding out her hand, which had some dirt on it, she looked at me as if I would know what she was talking about,
"Ah, your hand is dirty..."
"This is grave dirt, specifically grave dirt from the Wind Hill cemetery," Jean started, "the only cemetery that has the capability to hold undead beings,"
"Now tell us," Jeremy said, them both leaning for words, "why where you there?"
Oh shit, how did they know?! Of course they would know, they probably know which plot it's from to?! Quickly, think of something! "My family owns that graveyard, so it's natural I would have dirt from it on me!"
The twins froze, then a smile grew and grew until it seems it would split their faces in half, "Oh my GOD! You are so lucky!" The nearly shriek, earning a warning sound from the librarian, but the twins didn't seem to care, they where busy cooing and gushing about how lucking I am and how cool it must be. Well shit, they know where I live now, but at least they didn't find out about the ....uh....thing about the undead..... Huh, I should write that down. As I was thinking, I felt something shift on my shoulder, oh no, it was my hair! If it starts moving who knows what the twins will do? I quickly pulled my hair back and forced it into a ponytail, it struggles but gave up after a minute. I glance over at the twins, checking to see if they saw anything, thankfully they where still talking, I check the wall clock, it was almost time for my next period, I get up to leave, but stop when something grabs my right wrist, I look over to see Jeremy,
"Have you read the book yet?" He asked, still abut giggly,
"Oh, the book," I say snaking my fore head, "I'll do that when i get home," I say as I run out of the library.

I lasted till last period, we thankfully had a sub, and she fell dead asleep when we got there, so I had some reading time, remembering the zombie section was at the back of the book I cracked it open,

"Zombies are beings who have come back from the dead, either by magic or did not fulfill their purpose, though having different reasons for existing, they have similar side effects.
• at first their body will be numb constantly, only death wounds or flesh wounds at felt and their insides may ache.
•They get hungry, normally for human flesh and blood, but to contrary belief they can feed off animals as well, though it is not as filling as human, and if they choose to eat only animals they would need to eat a lot during the day.

• Both zombies will experience rotting, flesh decaying, only it is more prolonged due to their movement, but it will happen eventually, but it can be stopped with some remedies (See page.76)
Rotting? Was that what I was feeling this morning?
•The brain in a zombie sometimes loses control of the body, which leads to hunting, Zombies are Exceptional hunters, with their ears and nose, even with their bad eyesight they could still track and kill just about every animal.
But zombies need this to not lose control randomly, so make sure their exercise.
And suddenly I'm a pet, lovely. But I did think back to when I smelled Dan's blood, I lost control, oh man. That's all of the common zombie stuff, I skip to my form of... Undeadness?
Zombies brought back due to not fulfilling their purpose of being born in the first place, and last much longer then being brought back by magic,
Their body starts to rot faster, due to no magical energy flowing though them.
•They are more likely to live in a hoard, or large group of other zombies, and have connections with them as well. There is actually a odd parental urge that goes though older zombies towards the younger ones.
•These zombies are the only zombies with physical powers, usually made for their purpose. The powers rang from mental to physical changes, but their is a catch, their powers could swallow them up, until they are really monsters.
I would have read more but the last bell rang, I put my thing up and walked out of the classroom.

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