I was awakened from a fitful sleep. I had been tossing and turning all night long. Dogg had been growling and fighting in his dreams also. So it seems that this was a night that sleep was going to elude us…
I sat up in bed with a start. I had heard a noise and was sure that it was not a dream. It sounded like the house was collapsing. Dogg jumped up with me as I got out of bed. Then I heard something that sounded like fingernails being drawn across a chalk board. OMG that drives me crazy…
I grabbed my big machete that I keep by the bed and went out into the hallway. I stood listening and put my fingers to my lips to tell Dogg no barking. In the room next to ours, I could hear Ben the Zombie stirring and he looked out of his door inquisitive. I gave him the same finger to the lips as Dogg…
We all stood silent and waited. I then heard a crack, the crack of cracking wood. I then heard another cracking noise. It was the sound of wood being stressed to the max, but not quite breaking. Then when the third time a cracking was heard, I saw the top of a huge head. This head had an axe sticking out of it and it struck me right then that Baby Zombie had come looking for us…
I had no idea why or how but evidently our Ben Zombie is not off line in the neural net for Zombies and it led Baby Zombie right to us. I put a mental note aside that if we live, to try to figure out how to keep this from happening again. Like maybe cut Ben Zombie’s head off… 🙂
When the fourth crack of the stairs happened Baby Zombie could see us very well and he let out a squealing moan of delight, at the tasty morsels of food in front of him at the end of the hallway…
I want to tell you that Baby Zombie is huge and he is heavy. I looked at the machete in my hands and thought that just will not do. Time seemed to just cease to exist as the Baby Zombie kept coming up the stairs. The stairs were at the point of breaking and as he stepped into the hallway at the top of the stairs. The walls cracked from the floor joists bowing under his weight. He also did not fit into the hallway, but that did not stop him. He just started to squeeze himself down the hallway a little at a time. The walls started to break and I figured the whole house was going to collapse at this point…
Dogg looked at me like, “What the hell!” and Ben screamed like a little girl! I decided that since everyone else was scared, then I could be scared also and said get in my room. I slammed the door after everyone was in and it muffled the sound of the Baby Zombie slowly pushing itself down the hall like a tank going through a house…
I realized that we had one minute to figure out what to do. Dogg was at the window wishing it was open and that gave me the idea that we better get on the roof real quick. The bedroom window opened onto a little flat area that allowed access to the rest of the roof. I had a rope ladder rolled up in the closet. I grabbed that and I grabbed my bag with all the Zombie hunting weapons in it. Ben Zombie grabbed Dogg! We went out the window as Baby Zombie crushed the door and the wall inwards to the bedroom…
I hooked the rope ladder over the edge of the gutter and told Ben Zombie to climb down. I held Dogg as he got on the ladder. He was able to hold Dogg with one hand and the other to work his way to the ground. I heard a crash and turned and was greeted with the ugliest face you could ever see. Baby Zombie was coming out the window…
I yelled at Ben Zombie to run for it and I ran toward the Baby Zombie. My bag of weapons had fallen off the roof, but I saw the axe was still embedded in Baby Zombies head. Someone had already tried to stop this creature. I grabbed the axe handle and pulled. It came loose and Baby Zombie screamed like a pissed off banshee…
I started to chop with that axe and the more I chopped the madder Baby Zombie got. It seemed like I was doing no good at all. Then the house caved in where we were at. I fell into the basement with one pissed off Baby Zombie…
I had ridden the way into the basement on top of the Zombie and when we hit the bottom, I realized that he was stunned from the fall. I started to chop for all I was worth. His head was under some rubble, so I tried to cut off his arm at the shoulder. I was trying to cut anything I could on him. It did no good to chop his body. He was just so massive that it was like I was using a little pen knife. He screamed and was tearing up the debris on him. He was almost loose. His head came free and I took the axe and started to chop again on his head. I had succeeded in make his arm mostly unusable, but I had to kill him…
He then freed his good arm and smacked me across the basement. I lost the axe and rolled against the far basement wall. I looked around for a weapon and saw hanging on the wall my field scythe. It was huge and if I could get a good swing I could do some damage with that. I grabbed it and right then Baby Zombie crashed his way toward me. He was bringing the whole house down around us. He pressed his head forward through the crumbling building and I saw my chance. I swung the scythe with all my power and it spun me around as I fell…
I got up and turned around, that was when I realized that I had connected at Baby Zombies neck. I had sheared its head clean from its body. The handle on the scythe had snapped in half and that caused me to fall. I guess I was over zealous on my swing…
The Baby Zombies head was still alive and it was staring at me and trying to scream at me in silence. It was plain grotesque. I kicked the head to the side and found the stairs still navigable. I crawled out of the basement and went out the front door of the house. The house was almost collapsed. As I fell into the yard Dogg came and licked my face. Ben Zombie had a genuine relief look on his face. That was when the Baby Zombie body stood up and tried to crawl out of the house…
The body was still alive even without the head. I would think about what is going on later, but for right now we have to kill this thing. I knew that we had to burn it and that meant my house would be gone. It had to be stopped though. I went to the garage that is separate from the house and grabbed a 5 gallon can of gasoline. I told Ben Zombie to take Dogg away to be safe. The Baby Zombie was almost out of the basement. It dawned on me that the body was seeing me through Ben Zombies eyes. I told Ben to shut his eyes. He gave me a questioned look. I said, “Just do it…”
The body of Baby Zombie stopped moving as if it was confused as where to go. I opened the 5 gallon gas can and poured a trail to the house. Then I tossed the can into the front room of the house. It started to spill all over the place and I waited until the gas almost stopped coming out of the can. I had a rolled up piece of newspaper that I found and lit it with my lighter. Then touched the ground where I had spilled the gas…
I ran but it was almost too late. I did not take into effect that my propane lines had broken inside the house and they had saturated the basement or what is left of it with propane. The fire ignited and then a whoosh and an explosion that left me deaf for a day went off. I could not breathe for about two minutes and thought I was going to die. Ben Zombie was leaning over me trying to get me breathing again. It seems that the explosion had sucked all the air out of the area and my lungs had deflated…
Dogg was okay, Ben was okay and I was okay, but the house was gone. It burned up into ashes before any fire truck ever got there. We just said who knows what happened? But we got out luckily…
As always the cleanup was silent. Nothing said about the bones in the basement. Everyone knows that we have Zombies but no one will talk about them…
Ben Zombie, Dogg and I are in a motel room right now. I have my Zombie killing tools, my Zombie killing Dogg and Ben Zombie. We are going to have to figure out how to block Ben’s brain waves from getting into the neural net for Zombies. But that is another story for another day. I am going to sleep, I am tired…
Stryker
The Zombie Source Code…