After all the people scurried back into their homes, locking the doors on their way in, leaving the man stranded in the now desolate road. No one would open the doors for him, not one person helped the man who had warned us all of the hell that was unleashing.
All at once, hell rained down upon the streets. One after another, rotting corpses ambled onto the streets. Chunks of bloody flesh just barely clinging on to them. I was terrified at what I was seeing. It was unbelievable, but it was there. The man must have seen it too, he started sprinting door to door. Pleading for someone to open the doors, save his life. But no one answered, no one even dared to look out the window to see the man in despair. Begging for someone to save him before he was torn to shreds by the monstrous undead creatures. The man had run out of time, one after another the beasts sunk their teeth into him, tearing the flesh from his bones. The young man tried to break free, but had no luck. After a minute of struggling he stopped. The flesh eating creatures stepped back, some leaving to find more prey to feast upon. Leaving the man in the street to bleed and feel pain one last time. Blood was gushing like a stream, out of every hole they had torn into him.
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The Dead Walk
HorrorA teenager in an infected world has to defend himself at all costs, fighting the rotting creatures that surrounds his home and newly made friends. Also its a nice gory horror story to get engrossed into. I hope you enjoy!
