Komrad Kolossus's Blog (21)

The sweet smell of treated oxygen floated into the room, goosebumps danced across his flesh as the soft hum of the A/C rattled off in the distance. Jerry laid there half asleep and half dead, or maybe he was dreaming he couldn't tell nor did he care. The bed under his body felt great and the lack of noise was what he wanted, he couldn't remember much about the car accident that put him in the hospital, but what he could recall seemed like a bad dream that happened to someone else over a…

As the cursed stood there howling and cheering on the defeat of one, they soon realized the second piece of meat was not giving up so easily. Miguel leaped into the air towards a near by building then ran against the wall until he reached the roof top. Dropping to his stomach he covered his ears, the large victorious cursed that had seen the end of Marco grunted and barked at the others near him,…

The midday sun eat through the morning overcast, visible rays of sunlighted spyed on the town like spotlights. It had been a long hard morning and the afternoon had decided to kick it up a notch. Two men stood back to back against one another as a hungry mass of the cursed closed in. The men were dressed in matching clothing, simple black jeans covered loosely by infrared-skin meshed chest armour. The chest piece was light-weight and helped the body to cool off and recycle water, plus it…

As Jerry slept Belial watched him closely, keeping her eyes on the numerous medical machines she had him hooked up to. At one time she could have told you the name of each and what it was used for, but now she just remembered the important things about each one. The one with the dancing green line tells you if the heart is still beating, the one that spits out lined paper shows you how…

Belial wheeled the canister onto the walkway that floated in the air, underneath them stood seven large vats full of salt water. Pushing the canister down to the first docking, she attached the cables and chains before heading over to the control…

"Freezing can't move at…

Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak flesh

Terror builds, at the thought of being dead

Prophecy of the wisemen of old

Now comes true, as the corpses break the soil

Ancient spell breaks the sleep of the dead

"The Undead Will Feast - Cannibal Corpse"

The summer rain washed the dust covered streets, cleaning away the stains of blood,…

**note to the readers: sorry its a small installment but its all i really had time to add for now, got more coming soon I promise**

The emptyness of the highway swallowed them whole, the faint white passing lines that once indicated which lane was which even started to be echoes of their former selves. Ezra fiddled with the iPod scrolling through its contents, he slowly smiled when he found the song he had been looking for. Sunny jerked out of a dead sleep to the sound…

**authors note: this will be an ongoing tale for Wicked Zombies only, I will be writting this as I take breaks from my current writting taskes or if i just need to clear my head. The title The Human Shutter is a inside joke that me and my recently lost cousin talked about and used often in refference to many things. It has countless meanings as you will see here in the following tale. Comments and asked are more then…

**this part of the story has been re-written about 5 times now and this is the fourth of those steps I am sharing with you some of the things were changed in the final step but mostly just details**

Daniel stood near the edge of the bridge holding tightly to his play sheriff hat, the toy six-shooter cap gun laid heavily in its plastic holster. His eyes locked on the focal point of the road that was stretched out before him.

"It has to be this way Danny"…