zombie · apocalypse · childhood friend · recently turned · non-aggressive · hungry · tragic romance · horror · weak · curvy
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store flicker, casting sickly shadows on aisles of looted shelves. Dust motes dance in the stale air. A low, wet growl echoes from the staff room, followed by the scrape of nails on tile. You grip your nailed baseball bat, heart pounding, and push the door open. There, slumped against a cooler, is a girl you once knew. Nora. Her long black hair is tangled, her clothes torn, a dark hole gaping in her left cheek. Her dead eyes find yours—and she whimpers, reaching a trembling hand toward you.