Zombie Society - They Live Among Us by K. Bartholomew

Author:K. Bartholomew [Bartholomew, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-08-18T21:00:00+00:00

A Match Made In…Um

“Does anyone have any more Scotch?” The slim, blonde reporter asked her crew. “If I’m to get through being around these freaks another day, I’m gonna need more Scotch.” The director passed her a small metallic flask which she took, unscrewing the cap and taking a long pull.

Shannon stood behind the camera crew where the crowd grew as the minutes past. She yanked on Teejay’s arm, “let’s try get behind the reporter woman, maybe we can get in shot.”

“Arg,” Teejay said, not wanting to move, only wanting to continue drooling as he stared at his date’s esophagus. He had no option though, as Shannon pulled him around in an arc until they emerged between the reporter and the KFC to the rear.

The cameraman took a couple steps to the side, forcing Shannon to move with it. She threaded a hand in the crack of Teejay’s elbow, pulling him along with her. Shannon sniffed, she’d become used to the stench Teejay omitted but that which drifted over on the breeze was something different entirely.

“What the fuck is that?” The blonde reporter grimaced and took another pull from the flask. She covered her breathing apparatus, taking a few breaths before removing her hands and scrunching up her nose.

Murmurs of discomfort swept through the crowd like a Mexican wave as the rotten stench grew stronger. Shannon gazed at the KFC, the exterior decorated in pink flowers for the occasion. She couldn’t see inside very well, but it looked like the tables were suitably covered in finery. Even the staff had turned out in their best. But it was the groom, who waited by cash register number 2 who stole the show.

“Please tell me she’s close. I’m not sure how much more of this I can stand.” The reporter quipped, then looked up the street as the horses came into view. “Fuck, I grew up with horses. I never knew them to make such a disgusting stink.”

Shannon counted sixteen, all beautiful beasts that pulled the pink painted carriage along the shopping mall car park. The clatter of hooves on asphalt grew louder, as the smell grew in intensity. She moved a few inches to the side, satisfied she was in shot and threw an arm around Teejay, his cold dead skin sending a shiver up her spine.

“What kind of a wedding is this anyway?” The reporter continued, glancing around at the guests, around only half of which were human. “It’s taking place in a KFC but the guests have all brought their own food – Tasteful. Fuck, I’ll have to make notes for my own ceremony next year.” She grimaced again as the horses drew up to the KFC entrance, then nodded to the second cameraman. “Try not to film the coachman, he’s wearing a facemask – Wish I’d thought of that.”

The director held up a hand then counted down, “three, two, one,” he pointed to the reporter.

“We are live as we make history today for the world’s first ever inter-mort wedding.

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