The Dead Do Not Sleep

The things, they walked. Without purpose or drive, they shuffled noisily through the streets. No-one knew why they were like this, what caused this to happen, and most importantly, how to stop it. Through the veil, people remember life before the curse started, and wish for its return. There is no electricity, no pressurized water, no grandparents to visit, no errands to run. Days are just days and nights are just nights. Anniversaries and birthdays no longer carry a meaning. Every day and night is just something to survive, an obstacle to pass. Life is looking gray for the girl who wants to know why. As the things shuffle down her street in the night, the girl begins to wonder why the dead do not sleep.