The rising of the dead

Oh dear, he thought, his mind racing. Detangling his arm once again, he managed to squeeze it up to gingerly knock on the wood. No reply, he tried again with the same response.

“Did you hear that?” Sally asked.

“What?” Chris replied. Sally was sure she heard a faint knocking noise, moving closer to the sound she rested her head against the grass –

“Sally that’s rude!”  Chris yelled before a  loud knocking broke through the earth, they both jumped in response.

“We should get the caretaker,” Sally nervously said,  itching away from the grave.



2 Comments Add yours

  1. Mabel Kwong says:

    Very cleverly written. It sounds like two people trying to make sure no zombies where they are trying to go. Or maybe they are trying to find a friendly zombie 🙂


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