Zombie Drabble #193 “Passive Defense”

Dewayne looked across to the roof opposite, waiting for the patrol to return. This was their way in: The lower floors of the buildings from here down to the corner were blocked off. The only way into ‘town’ was up through 1005 East Main.

A zombie had made it onto the roof, and Dewayne watched as it followed its nose to the connecting bridge. “Come on, asshole. Come get me.”

Eventually it stepped out, fell, got tangled, struggled, and then dropped the ten stories to the pavement below. The zombie didn’t exist that could successfully negotiate a plank-less rope bridge.

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