Dawn Of The Dead Novels & Stories

D-17. Why did that look familiar? Nora stepped closer. The letters had been painted in dark red. Not printed. Not engraved. Painted by hand. She stared until her eyes hurt. A memory stirred. The apocalypse. A dark room. Someone speaking. A warning. Then it disappeared. “Nora?” Adrian stood behind her. “Something wrong?” She touched the marking. “I've seen this before.” “Where?” Nora frowned. “I don't remember.” He examined the letters.

Deciding that it was better to come back at another time, Lena left the bracelet on the porch next to a potted plant with a short note addressed to Casey. ~0~ “Hey, sorry I’m late”, Dawn said to Lena as she quickly approached the door to her bedroom at her dorm “I’ve literally woken up from pulling an all-nighter….” She trialled off when she saw the upset look on the brunette’s face “what’s wrong?” Lena’s face crumpled “hey, what happened?” “S-Shawna…is dead!” the young adult sobbed.

Livia pulled up the new video and they watched it together. "It's been a very disturbing morning for many citizens here in Zebulon. Approximately at 0600 this morning the body of Intelligence Agent Alicia Alexander was found in the under city. No official word on the cause of death, but early reports are that she was murdered. Zebulon's under city is well known for its violent gangs and most notably the Syndicate." "We've had no chance to speak with any of Alicia's family members today, but they are expected to be at the funeral which is being held tomorrow morning at Central Federation Command in uptown Della City here on Zebulon."

Vibrant reds, blush pinks with soft purple undertones and calm light blues. All gathered together to bask in the sun's golden glory. The sheer beauty of it brought tears to my eyes, it was the most beautiful sun rise I'd ever seen. The glorious dawn that chased away the night's shadows. This was the sun rise of June 21, 1874. The morning of my execution. The glorious dawn of the beginning of my end! The Night Before 526!

Chapter 40: A New Dawn The first thing Caden noticed when he woke was the warmth of the sunlight spilling through the thick curtains, casting soft golden rays across the room. It felt like a strange comfort after the cold darkness that had gripped him for so long. His body was still heavy with fatigue, his muscles aching, but there was a new kind of peace surrounding him. The panic, the fear, the doubt that had plagued him in his final moments—before everything had gone black—were gone.

Lucas the Demon, Biggy the Zombie of Godly Boxer, White Doll the Zombie of Steel Limbs, Scarlet the Zombie of Polar Ice, Rayne the Zombie of Petrification, Sven the Zombie of the Ghastly Sword, Skeletal Lady the Zombie of the Big Clean Sweep, and Rexy the Zombie of Godly Gun. Lucas, the Apocalyptic Legion, Dark Ashura, and tens of thousands of Dark Races began their grand march toward the Sky Blue Base City.

Dillon woke with a start as he felt Tony's phone vibrate and play the muffled song 'Down with the Sickness' by Disturbed. As usual, it failed to cause Tony to even stir. The guy really could sleep through a nuclear holocaust. As he let out a big yawn, Dillon gently patted and rubbed Tony's arm. Still nothing. Finally, he was successful when he shook his entire arm until Tony groaned awake. With a huge stretch, he rolled over onto his back while Dillon flipped over to face him.

By mid-day, most of the hospitals all over the world were full. More and more people were taken to the hospitals and more of them died within the hospital. The cause of the death was unknown. As the sun fell and the darkness of the night blanketed the world, unimaginable horrors awakened to prey on the human population. ••••• Alexander was sitting on a sofa in the living room watching the news, it was 3 am and the reports of zombies had just hit the air an hour ago, with the warning of not going outside and to stay indoors and bracketing all doors and windows being the helpful tip to avoid the spread of virus and of course being eaten.

They couldn't have been more than fifteen years of age and were both intelligent looking. "We are the new fates, brothers Jackson and Nowell and you two are Rai, the Grim Reaper and Sebastian, a Death & Life soul cultivator, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jackson stated and presented his open hand to us as he stepped closer. Rai shook it first and said we needed to clean up the mess. "We will deal with it, you both enjoy your newly engaged selves," Jackson grinned. We both thanked them profusely and stood back as they waved their hands over the corpses and the bodies and blood all vanished.

"If you don't want to live, then you can die too." To my surprise, that one strike had not only killed Tyler but also awakened Evelyn. But Edith had already stopped listening to Evelyn's words. She stared blankly ahead, like her soul had left her body. I followed her gaze. It was where Tyler had fallen. I sighed and left the hospital.