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In the Flesh

Teen Fiction

Seven years have gone by. The world was in a state of panic, and the earth became hell itself. Reanimated people from the dead came back to haunt us. Family members murdered, friends slaughtered, and betrayal grew. On his way down to a small villag...

Death to Talk

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by thedirtypaws

by thedirtypaws

                                    
                                              

Chapter 4

                          The girl shot a look at Asher. Her eyes were a deep brown that pierced his thoughts. There was a deep scar running down her face on the left side.
                          The girl then let out a vivacious whoop. With a kick and a yelp, Asher took his eyes off her and onto the shuffling figure coming at him. 

                          It was a small girl. In her hand was a sharp stick. Her leg was broken and she was crying. 
                          Not a zombie... Asher thought. 
                          The girl screamed and ran to him. When she reached him, she jumped into the air embracing Asher. The girl let tears run down her face.
                          Asher heard her mutter,"Save me please."
                          Asher proceeded to put her on his back. He drew his dagger from his boot and threw himself at the closest zombie. It fell to the ground under Asher's small body. He then jabbed the dagger into its neck.
                          Blood squirted out, but the strange thing was, the zombie spoke three words.
                          "You will die." It smiled, then went limp.