They Eat_An Episodic Zombie Thriller by Erin McMillon

Author:Erin McMillon [McMillon, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombies
Published: 2018-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

7 kenneth bannon

They tried to send me to Vietnam in ‘65, but that didn’t work out very well for the U.S. government.

They sent me home two weeks into basic training because of my eyesight.

I’ll never forget the day I showed up on my momma’s doorstep, fresh off the bus from Fort Dix and gave her the news. When she opened the door she had that same look in her eye she always had when I caught her with some man who wasn’t my father on top of her.

I tucked my chin so far into my chest I could feel my heart beat in my eyes.

“I’m sorry, momma.”

“Aw, hell boy. I coulda told them you couldn’t see wortha damn before they put you on the bus.”

She laughed.

I didn’t.

The pickings were slim for young black men back then. If your parents weren’t rich and connected, there was no college and good luck trying to get one of those union jobs in the factories.

“Too many negroes, not enough jobs,” my dad would saw as he flipped through the morning paper.

I didn’t understand him when I was a kid, but I did when I came back to the city that summer.

I wanted to make him proud, but my shitty vision spurred by my albino skin made it impossible. Bored and unemployed, I took to hanging out with friends with the same condition. And before you ask, I didn’t have a gang of albino men to hang out with, but they were just as bored and jobless as I was. Without the slightest inkling of what to do with our lives, we took to getting high on whatever we could afford. Me, Jack Jackson (a name he caught shit for all through school) and Donny McIver spent our days sleeping and nights in my parent’s attic listening to Al Green belt out tunes of love on my father’s old record player.

It was around this time that the nightmares started.

I’d fall asleep, the haze of marijuana smoke lulling me softly into slumber. The black behind my eyes would turn grey and they would come out of the hazy mist … one by one.

I’d seen many of my friends go off to war and never come back. Before it started, I would dream of them the way we were before they left, laughing, smiling at pretty girls. But the nightmares began and they changed. Some of them would lumber slowly out of the fog, their flesh rotting on their bones as they moved toward me. They never spoke; they just feasted on the skin and muscle of the crowd of people that stood between us. They growled with delight as they sunk their shining, white teeth into men, women, and, on some nights, babies. It was on those nights that I woke up breathing hard, sweat soaking my sheets.

At first I told Donny and Jack, but the looks on their faces told me I should keep the truth to myself.

Time passed and the dreams and my vision got worse.

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