In the conformist and uniform town of Seabrook, an explosion spread a disease that turned a part of the population into what people called 'zombies'. Fifty years later, their descendants still have to live with the aftermath.
In this society, there'...
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"Mom ?"
"Yes, honey ?" Addison's mother replied while they were watching their favorite show together.
It was Friday, four days after her fight with Zed, and she had been avoiding this moment ever since, words twirling in her mouth every evening without forming a single sentence good enough for such an announcement.
"Hm... so..."
"Everything alright ?" Her mother asked, maybe a bit surprised by her hesitation.
"Well... It's about–"
The door slammed open. They both jumped in surprise.
"Good evening !" Her father said before putting his Taser on the table.
"Honey ! How was work ?" Her mother asked, smile wide.
"Ah ! Like work." He shrugged while taking his uniform jacket off. "Zombies are everywhere these days, when will this stop ?!"
Addison's face fell at the comment.
"Like ? It started with high school, now it's downtown !" He grumbled. "What's next, Missy ?"
"Look, honey..." Her mother sighed. "I'm the mayor, not a dictator ! It's the city council that's taking these decisions, I can't force them."
"I know, Missy."
He bended over the couch to kiss her. He then pecked Addison's forehead. She was still trying to hide her upset expression.
"But for real, how are we supposed to be safe with all these biters roaming around ?"
Addison felt her heart drop. How could he call them that ?
"Well, you're the head of the patrol, not me honey." Her mother answered softly.
"Ugh, I know... and it's getting tiring, really." He said, annoyed. "I tell you, they'll bring only problems !"
"But like... they're just people living their life." Addison joined in, trying to keep a poised tone. "Just like us."
"Addison, you don't know them like I do." Her father scoffed. "I see them everyday !"
"Me too !" She exclaimed.
"Oh, that's right ! They're fully integrated in your school... Just like any student !" He rolled his eyes. "Worst idea the council's ever had."
She frowned.
"And I tell you, with zombies: give them an inch..."
"And they'll bite your face off." Her mother finished.
Addison looked down at her hands. What was she supposed to reply to that ?
"But like... what if the government finds a cure ?" She said tentatively. "Then they wouldn't be zombies anymore."
