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William thorg
United States, VA, virginia beach

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The Nail

The shed stood in an open field behind a farm house. The day was about to end a red glow was shining over the clouds. The field were quite for once but in the background something was stiring. Something that no man or woman wants to deal with but guess what they have to they have no choice but to deal with it. No god or goddess can fall from the sky to save these poor people. In the shed stood two people who was trying to fight a loosing war.

"Karross! quiet down!" said Ross with his ear to the door. Karross and Ross are slightly dressed the same with heavy boots, redish brown shirts and dirty blue jeans on. Bloodied and scratched up they hold up in this shed trying to come up with a game plan to deal with the chaos the day has created for the world.

"You have no idea what i am doing!" said Karross

"You going to bring them here thats what your going to do."

"You just stand there and let me do this will you!" He starts to hammer a long spike through a bat.

"I'm not dieing for you, not this time."

"Hey at least you didn't get bit." Picking up the bat he swings it a few time.

Outside they both hear screaming. Karross walks up to the door and places his ear on the door. The screaming gets closer. They hear someone falls outside then hear pounding at the door. The door begins to be push againist thier body.

"Dont even think about it. We are't opening this door for no one."

"She needs help Karross!" Karross places his finger in Ross's face.

"We are not opening this door!"

The noise outside the door was getting louder, the screaming echos all over the place. The woman trys to rattle the door open. Screaming while she trys. The chaos as Ross calls it started five weeks ago while Karross was driving to a nice fishing spot he went to every year. Stoping to get some smokes as he left his ford parked in front of the ice machine a flash went off behind him, the blast from it knocked him into the front of the store. since that moment nothing has gone right. Karross woke up being slaped in the face by another person who kneeled next to him. A great pain rips into Karross's head as he places his hand on the side of his head he feels a nail embedded into the side of his head. The nail slams so hard into his head no blood escapes from the wound. Ross trys to remove it but the pain was to great. Karross gives up trying to remove it, the pain comes and goes but can be managed with a little help from pills found in the store. Karross and Ross has been friends, staying alive for just one more day. The days start to add up and they become good friends in a fight againist the chaos.

"We have to let her in, I just cant let her die this way." says Ross

"Do you not remember the last time we ran into those...those...Christ what ever they are."

"Zombies..."

"I dont care what you want to call them, God is pissed and he wants us to pay for it." Karross listens some more to the door. The door rattles harder. Ross just looks at Karross then grabs him by the shirt spinning him to the back wall. Ross opens the door and grabs the woman by the hair pulling her inside and slams the door.

"what have you done!" shouted Karross. Ross just looks at Karross then kneels down to examine the women. She shakes on the floor while clawing at the ground. The green dress she wears is bloodied and tored. Leaves, trigs and mud covers most of her dress. Ross checks her body for bite marks or deep scratches.

"Nothing...nothing at all. See Karross clean."

"If she changes were dead. Remember the road at the store? there was 40 of them. All over the road, the field, we made it by the skin on our nuts. Which they almost bite off if you didn't try to talk to them in the first place!"

"Relax, she's clean i said." Ross stands up then backs away. Leaning on the wall he lights a smoke. "She made enough noise they will be here soon."

"I know, to kill us.

The silence in the room was to much to bare for Karross. He stands up then walks to the door. Listening first through the door he opens it. Across the field spread out were people walking all over the place. There he stands in the doorway staring at what he may call his death.

"Holy Jesus chist"

"Karross, you know saying his name just might..i'm saying might because i could be wrong..but saying his name could get you hit by lighting."

"Right now getting hit by lighting would be better off then going out there."

The woman shakes her head then slightly sits up. She looks around the shed then turns to focus on Karross at the door, realizing that the door was open she rushes to the door to slap it shut.

"They will get us, keep this door closed!" she yells. Karross just looks at her, he places the bat on his shoulder.

"really? Did you figure this out on your own?" she just looks at him.

"We are the only ones alive with in miles. The rest are those monsters out there." She makes sure the door is locked.

"Zombies." says Ross

"Yeah..yeah..zombies." Karross said

"You and I have to get to a car and keep moving." she rests her head on the door.

"You have nothing to worry about. Ross and me are here so everything will be fine."

"Where is Ross?" she said. Karross shakes his head then points with his thumb at the wall behind him. She turns to look at the wall then back at him.

"What? where?"

"Standing right there woman are you blind?"

"She must be Karross." Ross laughs. She places her hands over her mouth and falls to her knees.

"There is no one there!" she yells. Karross looks at her then walks over to Ross and pats his hand on Ross's chest.

"Look woman see he's right there." All she sees is him patting empty space.

"Great Karross a psycho stuck in here with us." the woman drops her hands on the cement and starts to cough and shake, she throws up blood. Her body starts to shake harder then stops.

"You said she was clear!"

"She is!" said Ross. After a split second the woman's head jerks up her eyes white as snow darts around the room as she jumps to her feet. Ross pushes Karross back into the table behind him then jump at the zombie. Ross flys straight through the woman and out the closed door. Karross's brain froze as he watched the whole thing, he couldn't believe it.

"Ross? Ross!" The zombie rushes Karross. With his brain on auto-pilet the bat comes down slaming on to the top of the zombies head. It falls to the ground face first.
Ross walks back into the room his mouth open as he looks at Karross.

"This cant be happening, i'm not crazy! your real! i see you!" Karross slides down the front of the table crying. "Your real, your real, your real." He slams his fist on to the cement. Ross stands next to him crying too.

"Karross what ever happened, happened there is nothing we can do about it."

"This nail..it is doing this to me."

"We tryed to take it out remember?" Karross wipes his face off with his sleeve.

"I'm not going to take it out, i'm done trying. Nor can i live this way."

"Karross lets go we can make it to the next town."

"No, no more running. They will get me no matter what. I'm by my self here. always have been.

"Come on Karross lets go!" Karross looks at Ross then wipes his face some more.

"You go where ever you came from!" Karross turns his head to right and slams the nail into the cement. His body falls overs next to the zombies. The light flashes in the shed then goes out. Its empty now, what or who ever Ross was fades in the dark along with Karross as his heart slowly stops beating.

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Robert Barlow Comment by: Robert Barlow - 2006-12-25 11:06
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William, you make good use of description to set your mood and the dialogue had a good flow to it. I too struggled with the present tense, because it is so unusual. --Robert Barlow
Comment by: - 2006-12-20 23:52
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wisest advice on writing i've ever heard:
"you can fix a BAD page, but you can't fix a BLANK page. all three of my novels, the first draft SUCKED -- its all in the edit, you can "fluff" it into perfection my friend :)
Comment by: - 2006-08-18 14:52
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Nice story, I like a good horror read. I have to agree that you need to clean up the spelling and the grammar. You have talent for sure! I want this to continue, please keep going with it. Thanks for sharing your talents
transorbital Comment by: transorbital - 2006-04-27 08:47
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Yum, zombies are lovely. Clean up the spelling and punctuation! I'm not normally a stickler for such things, but it does distract from your story by making it more difficult to read. I think choosing a shed as the setting was a good idea. It really helped create a feeling of being trapped, which added an element of intensity to the action. Keep it up! :)
frumpalump Comment by: frumpalump - 2006-04-13 11:10
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interesting. i liked the story you wrote, but i can't help but notice that your picture matches this story pretty well. if that is you, you might want to go to the doctor. i think you may be a zombie. lol. good job.
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