Forest Park: A Zombie Novel by Jamie Marks

Author:Jamie Marks
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2012-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

STEVE AND KATHY

ONE DAY AFTER THE BBQ FIASCO

The back door once more was secured.

After the last heavy knock, Kathy insisted that they move the old sideboard to stop the door from being forced, and now the door was fine, for the moment at least.

None of the creatures had attempted to break the kitchen window though, which left both Kathy and Steve a little puzzled, and Steve didn’t want to tempt fate by attempting to board it up, but then again, board it up with what? Last time Steve checked, Wal-Mart didn’t have a zombie survival kit on their shelves.

It seemed as if the creatures only had eyes for doors, even the barricaded ones. Maybe it was some, deep down, social etiquette, which still existed in their demented brains --- how to enter a room 101 --- use the door solely because windows are for viewing, not for entry.

It made Steve wonder how one of them would set a Thanksgiving table.

Hour after hour, more of the ghouls beat a path to Steve and Kathy’s front and rear door, probably drawn by the sounds of their own kind with their guttural grunts and groans.

The creatures milled about, bumping into each other, sometimes pushing one another, and at other times scraping their fingernails on the hard wood that separated them from Steve and Kathy, the screen door was long gone. They never stopped scratching and scraping. It continued all hours, twenty-four hours a day. It was obvious to Steve now, that the Undead knew their meals had locked themselves inside their house. It was as if Steve and Kathy were like a broken keyed can of spam that lived on the street, watching and waiting as the hours ticked by.

And then it happened... It was purely a weight of number’s equation.

It started with a dead paramedic, who fell into a naked guy, that had tripped on the housewife, which caused the big, obese, black guy to slam into the door with a God Almighty crash, which brought about a rising chorus of grunts and groans from the outside, from both the front and rear door.

Since then the creatures’ attempts were becoming more aggressive and persistent.

A constant pushing and shoving had now begun in earnest. The obese, black guy now heaved against the rear door time and time again.

It was as if something went pop in his brain, as if someone had said to him, you can do this; you can force this obstacle --- you can if you really try, truly, genuinely try to get what you want to get your reward.

Steve watched him from the corner of the kitchen window. He watched the obese black man’s distorted face express a concentrated determination, and at times, it seemed as if he was only concentrating on keeping his concentration face.

The creature’s face became intense, angry and frustrated over time. Steve could see the machinations of its mind. Before the power failed, Steve had heard that these things weren’t too smart, somebody had said that their brains weren’t firing correctly.

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