100 Words

Into The Fire

Gasping for breath, Mark ducked into an alleyway and raced down onto the high street.

There was no one around.

Mark could almost feel the breath of the monster chasing behind him, hot on his heels.

Then, on his right, he saw a cafe with its light on, with a figure silhouetted against the glass door.

He lunged at the door, banging with his fist and shouting to be let in.

As the door opened, Mark fell through the opening, screaming: “Lock the door, hurry!”

Closing the door and clicking the lock shut, the zombie obeyed with a grimace.

i was going to write about Fela Kuti’s infamous zombie song, but nobody (geddit?) says it better than the man himself:

Many thanks to Jonica Bradley for another challenging thrifty word theme.

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