Zombie Drabble #48 “Six Degrees Of Zombie Separation” (For Glen Bartram)

My best friend Perry, after he turned, bit this flight attendant named Janice. She managed to hide the wound long enough to deadhead to L.A. Sunday afternoon as planned. She turned in the airport bathroom, and bit a lady from Houston, who turned Monday night and bit her son, who she was in town to visit. He was an extra on a film that was shooting in the Valley. They loaded up some of the production trucks and headed for the hills, but not before he turned and bit the director. Wednesday, the director, when he turned, bit Kevin Bacon.