Post by creepy 2 on Nov 26, 2008 23:01:18 GMT -5
This was the zombie nightmare I had been expecting from the start. I had nowhere to run. There was only so much timne before they would break in. I said with my back to the door, hoping my extra weight would make it harder for them to get in. And then it got worse.
"why don't you open the door?"
A voice on the opposite side of the door. No screams or moan, just a quit, whispery voice. And then more of them.
"we've come for you."
"you'll be happeir if you open the door"
"its not so bad..."
The whispery voices, became a cocophony of noice trying to persuade me, to break me, to fool me. I had heard that the moaning of zombies would drive people insane but this was worse, a siren call. I sat in the darkness and hoped and paryed that they'd get bored. But they dont get borde and they dont leave. I managed to use the mirror to peak under the door, only to be greeted by horrible unblinking eyes, blood smeared faces, screams and more horrible whispers. That was two days ago...
I dont know what to do anymore... Maybe it won't be so bad
"why don't you open the door?"
A voice on the opposite side of the door. No screams or moan, just a quit, whispery voice. And then more of them.
"we've come for you."
"you'll be happeir if you open the door"
"its not so bad..."
The whispery voices, became a cocophony of noice trying to persuade me, to break me, to fool me. I had heard that the moaning of zombies would drive people insane but this was worse, a siren call. I sat in the darkness and hoped and paryed that they'd get bored. But they dont get borde and they dont leave. I managed to use the mirror to peak under the door, only to be greeted by horrible unblinking eyes, blood smeared faces, screams and more horrible whispers. That was two days ago...
I dont know what to do anymore... Maybe it won't be so bad