Zombie Drabble #329 “New Rules”

There were eight corpses hanging by the neck from eight telephone poles in a row. We took it as a warning and turned around to find a way to go around the town.

Shelby said nothing for a long time as we walked, and then muttered, “I don’t understand people.”

“Maybe they were stealing supplies. Maybe they were hoarders or rapists or murderers or something.”

“Fine, all right, but to hang them up there and just leave them like that… it’s just not right.”

“Things are different now, Shel. Civilization is over.”

She shook her head. “We’re civilization. We are.”

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