Zombie Drabble #13

Her legs kicked incessantly underneath her. No one was coming out of the house to help her; not staff, not the other girls, not anyone. She was hoarse from crying and yelling for help. Her limbs ached and her muscles cramped. The finely toned body that had gotten her all this way was beginning to fail her.

They were all around her, moaning and circling the edges of the pool. She was too scared to go any further towards the shallow end. How the hell did they get onto the grounds anyway? The goddamn mansion is supposed to have security.

1 comment:

  1. good work as always. very well-crafted. only 2 paras and yet it suggests a larger story around it, kinda dropping you "in media res". cool.