Novel & Cerita Phobia Zombie

“How do we kill this psychotic, power-draining, soul-sucking mummy? Like, for good. Ashes-to-ashes, no-sequels kinda deal.” Charlie stared at her. “Did you just ask me how to permanently kill someone who is technically already dead?” She nodded. “I did.” He sighed deeply. “You people are so exhausting.” “I think that’s a yes,” Tora quipped. Chelsea arched a brow. “So... is there a spell? A ritual? Do we need a unicorn horn and three drops of phoenix tears or what?” Charlie waved her off. “No unicorns. They’re prissy and full of themselves.”

I was turning into a stalker. I headed toward the computer lab, finding it with ease, having memorized the room number on my schedule that morning. I filed in with the other students, but most gave me a wide berth. Humans usually felt an aversion to vampires, although some seek us out ... the adrenaline junkies. Most humans usually sensed that we were dangerous and stayed away, although they couldn't explain why, but Zac was different. He seemed to make up his own mind about things.

Xia saw she embarrassed herself in front of the zombie, she just coughs to hide the embarrassment she feels and scratches her ear to lower the temperature rising to its cell. The zombie didn’t mimic her action this time but just stared at her for a whole minute as if mesmerized, the zombie was truly mesmerized, he was bewitched by the girl's laughter earlier so he couldn’t help but to want to hear more. A very greedy zombie is what Xia has encountered. The Zombie knew that the girl in front of him who was laughing happily like a child was a food but he seems very reluctant to eat it but contrary he feel the urge to protect it and held it in his palm, treasuring it and spoiled her rotten, tak

Not long after the hug tightened, Liam calmed down. That's right; why would he be afraid? He was with his lover, and this lover of his is one of the most capable people he has ever met. He was a former commander of a special force before this sh*t happened, so why does he need to get scared? When Liam calmed down, he turned to the mindless zombies that were passing them. They only see a shadow, but they can already feel the ominous feelings from it. Each agonizing movement felt like an eternity for Liam and Brandon, who were hiding behind the small space of the pillar. The fear of being discovered by these mindless creatures is getting more and more heavy as every passing second passes by.

– as he dragged her to the frame where a huge glass cube was settled, he pushed me in and locked me in the cage. He called some of his minions and put tons of mouse inside the cage, as she looked at him with horrified eyes, she is Monophobia (extreme fear of mice and rate), she can see his lips curved in a creepy smile, as those little monster were crippling onto her legs. She was creaming inside, trying to get rid of those but how she can, she was caged inside a glass box with lots of around her.

Even the two zombies that were fighting had stopped. They heard the chuckling sound of the short thickset man and it sounded irritated to them. "Now, that is better!" He smirked and started walking up to them. Willow and Igor could not believe the discovery that they just made. The zombies were afraid of the light! Willow's brain started working fast. The zombies were afraid of light, that was why the lights used for the Halloween show were dimed bulbs. The underground tunnel was also dark too. She immediately knew that they had a lot to explore in this tunnel before going back home.

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up! "Ah!" Screams erupted instantly. The zombie was bloated. Its eyes hung on its cheeks as it lunged straight at me. "Clarissa!" Hans yelled, immediately raising his gun and aiming at the zombie in front of me. The next second, he was immediately drawn to Winnie's scream. "Hans! I'm scared!" He hesitated for a second before immediately turning his gun toward the zombies near Winnie. My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach.

Since becoming a zombie, his physical reactions had slowed, and his eyesight had deteriorated, but his sense of smell and hearing were incredibly acute. It was true—zombies' eyes just came with the territory, but my mom continued to insist it was due to excessive screen time. No wonder my dad was frustrated! Catching my mom's stern look, I quickly suppressed my smile. "Dad says he'll handle Mr. Hoffman later," I interjected swiftly, steering the conversation away.

"She's in confinement back at the old base, throwing a tantrum." "A little hardship will straighten her out. Kids need discipline when they don't listen," he added confidently. "Don't worry. Those military-grade cryopods are built like tanks. The zombies won't be able to get inside to kill her." I lunged forward, desperately trying to scream the truth in their faces. "I'm dead! You left me in your so-called military cryopod, and I froze to death!" I shouted. But my hands passed straight through Dad's body. I couldn't touch anything, nor could I make a single sound.