Metahumans vs the Undead: A Superhero vs Zombie Anthology by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Horror
ISBN: 9781927339015
Publisher: Coscom Entertainment
Published: 2011-11-25T08:00:00+00:00

Zombies Attack!

A Wraith Adventure

by

Frank Dirscherl

1

It was a cool fall night. The wind was beginning to pick up outside, causing a myriad of fallen leaves to slap against the window with an almost harmonic rhythm. Paul Sanderson sat alone within the library of his Metro City mansion, Sanderson House. Surrounded by monographs of countless sizes and shapes, he sat comfortably in his new antique brown leather wingback chair, courtesy of Ken and Janet Bond from Abbey Furniture, Australia, wearing his bespoke navy smoking jacket, recently made for him by his tailor, Tomas Soliz. He was enjoying the latest Sherlock Holmes pastiche he had delivered to his home from the local bookstore.

He smiled as he stretched his legs out toward the open fire, which crackled away with some intensity in the fireplace, his toes enjoying the warmth. It wasn’t often when he could have a peaceful night in like this, reading. However, as soon as Leena Patterson, his fiancée, arrived home from her late meeting at the library, they would be out again, patrolling the city streets with a vengeance.

He lay the book down on his lap and reached over to his oak desk, taking from it a porcelain Royal Albert cup and saucer. The Earl Grey tea in it was hot, a soothing warmth as it went down his throat. He checked his Christopher Ward C5 Malvern automatic watch. It was getting late. Leena should have been back by now. He wondered if he should call the library and check on her.

No, he thought. She’s probably on her way home now.

He picked up his book and started from where he left off.

The wind was gathering pace outside, and the noise of the blowing leaves and twigs was likewise building.

Suddenly, a sound he hadn’t heard before began to emanate from somewhere behind him. The window? Like fingernails being dragged on a blackboard . . . or glass. He rose from his chair and turned. There, at the window, stood a most horrific sight: an emaciated man, his clothes little more than tattered rags, his flesh appearing rotten and hanging off his bony frame. Indeed, visible bone jutted out at various points on his arms, chest and legs. Wisps of wiry, brown hair protruded from his bony scalp. Paul couldn’t help but be appalled by this ghastly apparition before him.

The thing seemed to be moaning, though nothing could be heard over the gathering storm, as his bony fingers clutched and clawed at the glass of the library’s bay window. An instant later, the thing had burst through, the shattering glass causing it no deterrent. No blood was visible. This thing was not alive!

“My life. Give me back my life,” he moaned in such an unearthly tone as to cause Paul to feel some sense of nausea.

What in Heaven’s name is he talking about? Paul thought as he inched backward.

Then it hit him. This creature—one could scarcely call it a man—was still somehow recognizable to him.

But it couldn’t be. Not . . .

“You stole my life,” the creature moaned.

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