Grumpy

Grumpy

"Mind of Zombie" - Story

Oh my God I’m so scared. Can’t let the others see. Need to show strength. Okay brave face... Brave face. Why is Stephen just standing there, doesn’t he understand what is at stake?

“Stephen put those boards across the windows, quickly.” So stupid. Oh shit Jennifer looks like she’s about to burst. Last thing we need is a screaming child. “Jenny, take this torch and shine it so that Stephen can see what he’s doing. This is a very important job. Do you think you can do that?” Great she’s nodding. A simple yes would have been nice but I’ll take a nod. Better than screaming. I think we all want to scream.

Okay, we’re ready. I think. Now the wait. this is always the worst part. Everything goes quite and all we have is our own thoughts. I wonder who’ll crack first. God, why do I think like this. These are my friends. I can’t even believe it when I say it to myself. These people are nobody to me. I like em sure. But when those stink filled sons of bitches start smashing down the doors. One of em will get it. They always do. Just takes one little mistake and BAM! You’re on the floor screaming with blood pissing outta ya neck. Who knows, maybe this’ll be the night we all get it. Maybe that’ll be a good thing. Maybe…

God damn it why do I always think like this. My mind is so messed up. Guess it’s not surprising with the shit I’ve seen. I never used to be like this. But now, a little dose of the end of the world and every one’s out for themselves... I! That should’ve been I!

I’ve become so hard; lost so many friends and... Debbie. Oh shit why did I think of you Deb. I can’t let the others see me tearing up. Change thoughts.

Dead fuckers!

Head popping, bat swinging, dead fuckers!

Oh man, the stench of those corpses. Can’t believe of all the end of world possibilities we actually got the zombie apocalypse. Comet woulda been good. All over in a flash. Everyone dead. No pain... Nothin’! Alien invasion coulda been fun. Might’ve been able to steal a spaceship and take it for a joyride. Hell, even a mega volcano erupting and sending us into a dark age woulda been better than this. Stinky, rotten dead fuckers.

Oh shit! I think I heard something. Oh crap they’re here.

Shit Jenny. Gotta whisper “Psssst, Stephen…” a nod in her direction should suffice. Good he’s noticed. It’d be disastrous if she started crying now. The kid’s gotta toughen up or she won’t see another birthday. Fuck,never realised how good I had it as a kid. What kind of world is she growing up in to. She’ll never be able to go out and play with her friends in the woods like we did. She’ll never know the simple pleasure of going to the corner shop and buying a dollar’s worth of snakes, gummy bears and jelly beans. Never enjoying sitting in a park while reading a book under a shady tree. All she’ll ever know is fear. Looking over her shoulder the whole time. Never being able to let her guard down. Not for a minute. Cause that’s when they get ya. Those stinky dead abominations.

Oh fuck they’re getting in!

“Matt, John, Stephen! Get to the windows. We can’t let them get in.” Shit these guys maybe stupid but at least they’re not bad in a fight. Where’s my bat. Over there. Quick get it. Oh man, I feel sick. My heart is thumping in my throat. Can’t be sick. Fight it. Fight it down. Use the energy. Oh crap there’s a dead fucker.

Bat. Pick up. Swing. Head. Boom... Oh my God I’ll never get used to that crunch sound. Oh shit another. Swing. Head. Boom. Ah fuck it’s in my mouth. It’s God damn mouldy brain exploded in my mouth. No. sick rising. Throat burn. Nose burn. Salty mouth. Watch out for shoes. Tears. I hate it.

Gasping... Breathe… Breathe…

Oh no. Where did he come from. Burning pain in my shoulder. Oh no. I’ve been bit. I’ve been bit. Bat. Swing. Head. Swing. Head. Swing. Head. Die you rotten fuck die!... Head mangled. Not moving. Shit I’ve been bit. What do I do. Don’t call out. Don’t call out. Oh fuck. They’ll kill me. Oh fuck. Gotta get outta here. Away. Gotta get away. This is bad. Look window. Run. Run!

It’s cold out there. Pain, it hurts. Oh my God. Run. Oh my God. Why was I so stupid. How could I’ve turned my back to the window. I don’t even know how it happened. Fuck! This is it. It’s all over. I’m done. Why did I run. Why didn’t I stay and let them kill me. I know I’m gonna turn. Everyone turns. But maybe I won’t. Maybe I’m different. There’s a chance. There has to be. Oh God why… God? Why do I call your name now? I’m such a hypocrite. My whole life I’ve argued blind that there is no God but now… All I want to do is drop to my knees and beg your forgiveness. Please God spare me. Please. Anything. I’ll do anything. Just spare me this.

Arrrgh it hurts. Fire down my arm and across my chest. It hurts so bad. I can feel it in me. It’s growing. Taking over. God please… Anyone… please. Breathing is hard. chest is tightening. Legs are on fire. Is it death? Is it something else? Will I be present after I’ve changed. What’s happening. So scared. Shaking. Cold is taking over. All the things I didn’t do. All that time wasted working. Should’ve spent every minute with Deb. Gasping. This is it. Can feel it taking me. Pulling at my soul. Pain. Oh the pain…

Blackness sweeping. Closing in. Cold. Feeling calm. Feeling… Free. Feeling… No more.

One more breathe. That’s it.

I feel… Love!

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Hungry!

Sooo hungry…

Noise. what’s that?

Must make it to noise.

Can smell... something.

Can smell... flesh.

In house over there.

Noise and flesh.

Walk to house.

Walk to noise.

Look, flesh.

So hungry.

Must eat flesh.

Climb through window.

On floor.

Noise.

A tiny flesh.

Eat flesh.

Eat it.

Ah noise gone.

Still hungry

On floor.

Big flesh hit me.

Get up.

Must eat flesh.

Bat.

Crunch.....

Behind the art

This image began as a snap of my dad working in front of his garage. I asked him to show me an angry face and he did. I also took some shots of an old horror latex mask of a zombie that I had. I priced it all together in Photoshop with some extra textures and hand painted details. When I finally showed the finished picture to my dad, he was not amused. Secretly, I think he loved it 🙂 

This image is available in a number of framed and mounted prints, iPhone & Samsung Galaxy covers and iPad cases, cards, posters and duvet covers. T-shirts and various apparel are also available however the design only works on black. If you would like this printed on any other products, please get in touch through the contact page and I'll see what can be arranged.

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