Susan Nickerson

Zombie Messiah

I have no idea how long I’ve been here, hiding under this dingy white sheet. Stained and threadbare, it feels cool against my sweaty skin as I crouch in the corner of the upstairs bedroom. I pray that I look like a forgotten pile of laundry and no one will find me…

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