The sterility of the clinic seemed a foreboding sign, Sara thought, as she and Zak waited patiently in the doctor’s office. She knew the office would be sterile regardless of the circumstances, but she couldn’t overlook the ironic symbolism in the moment. Zak sat transfixed by the giant, illustrated penis diagram hanging on the wall … Continue reading
When fighting zombies, avoid moving in herds.
Sara startles awake before her alarm. 2:03 AM; something brushed against her leg hard enough to wake her. “Dammit Zak,” she mumbles blowing what she knows is morning breath in his face. He doesn’t wake up. She starts to role over, preferring the look of a blank and darkened wall to the slow movement of … Continue reading