Zombie Drabble #294 “Gastronome”

It wasn’t interested in me, it had secured its meal already: the top half of our postman, Frank. The bottom half had apparently been torn away and carried off by other zombies.

It’s interesting behavior. They don’t like eating in a pack: they secure a hunk and they take it away, eating as they go. They might come back for more, if they’re still hungry and there’s any left.

This one had scored the motherlode: Frank was a big guy. Not all fat, lots of muscle too. I think you’d have to call him ‘marbled.’

Jesus, what am I saying?

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