The news was talking about an illegal experiment.
A dog had been cloned.
It wasn't any ordinary dog. It was my dog.
From what they were saying, in the middle of the experiment, a zombie DOG walked in and bit the scientist. The scientist was struggling to stop the dog, and hit his fist on the keyboard.
Somehow, it made 3000 more zeros behind the number one. It made the number 100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000.
That meant there were more than six hundred thousand clones of my dog running around.
I got up. I looked under the blanket and saw a horrifying sight.
My dog was cut in half, from the stomach down.
I felt his heartbeat and gasped.
His heart never pumped, not even after two minutes, and yet I could still feel his hot, heavy breath.
I heard something, and I put my ear to his stomach.
From what I heard, something was saying "Help me...Help meeeeee..." I jumped up, startled. I asked it who it was. The voice said it needed help.
Then the voice told me its story.
YOU ARE READING
ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE
HorrorI woke up. I glanced at the clock. Its was 2AM. I could feel heavy breathing on my neck. I didn't dare look behind me. I think that's what saved my life.
