And then everything was in the hands of gravity, which has never had much love for the terminally stupid.
Often, a school is your best bet-perhaps not for education but certainly for protection from an undead attack.
But no matter what happens to the surviving humans, there will always be the walking dead.
Why don't you check out those teenagers in the middle row? They've been going at it like dogs in heat ever since the previews. They're probably both werewolves. And even if they aren't, you should thr...
Mark Spitz had met plenty of the divine-retribution folks over the months. This was their moment; they were umbrella salesmen standing outside a subway entrance in a downpour. The human race deserved...
No and no you are wrong... the problem is that they don't see who are the targets so they kill all.(28 Weeks Later)
Eche, eche, AB32, CD54, EF76, Amanda thought as she kissed Steven. At any moment, she would either kill or transform him.
The abundance of small things, it'll bury you.
The snow drifts into our zombie mouths crawling with grease and curses and tobacco flakes and cavities and boyfriend/girlfriend juice, the stain of lies. For one moment we are bot failed tests and bro...
I will not negotiate with the undead!
Self-pity NEVER leads to happiness. Avoid it like it's a zombie plague.
Nice driving, ya doomed fucks!
I love zombies. If any monster could Riverdance, it would be zombies.
As soon as you ascend to heaven in spirit, by being more spiritual and honest with yourself, you will notice that hell comes to you at the exact same time, and earth will literally feel like hell. Eve...
The man with the most guns survives the zombie apocalypse, but the man with the most books, locks the door and forgets it ever happened.
I suppose I knew on an intellectual level that graves weren't especially made for getting out of. I mean, you start with a hermetically sealed casket and then you dump six feet of dirt on top of it. O...
I came to the conclusion a while ago that there is nothing romantic or supernatural about loving someone: Love is the privilege of being responsible for another. It was, for a time, what kept me going...
My stories are about humans and how they react, or fail to react, or react stupidly. I'm pointing the finger at us, not at the zombies. I try to respect and sympathize with the zombies as much as poss...
Worst rescue ever.
I totally don't know what to do." He got up and started pacing. "Am I supposed to get you a present? Or maybe a card. I'm completely lost.