Zombie In Well Walking Dead Novels & Stories

Help… help me…“ A faint voice then reaches my ears. Looking in the direction of where it came from, there was an old lady walking so slow. With her hands in a strange color as her eyes start to glow until it goes in pitch dark. With a frown on my head, my feet slowly take a step backward, no… no…. She is turning into a zombie? But… didn't… they… those things have no sight when the sun is up. How can she see me?… Is it because she is not yet a zombie? I need to warn others. If there is a person like this in here, it is possible that there are also others like her. ”Say!—“ The moment I look at them… they are already running from crowds of zombies running after them. ”They… leave me?“

Fondness points: -800] [Lukey was scratched by a zombie. Fortunately, I had medicine with me. Fondness points: -500] [Jeffrey smiled at me today. Fondness points: +10] [Shoved into a swarm of zombies for the second time. Everyone said I was useless. Fondness points: -400] [Shoved for the third time. Fondness points: Depleted. System execution: Activated] [I watched over this city for three years, but everyone wants me dead.]

He pointed at the dead man in my hand and continued speaking. “That is the reason why you can never see Gerome again.” *** Back to the present… Joana dropped the diary after reading about Marylin’s first human meal. Just like her, she couldn’t stop. She was lucky that other experienced vampires had surrounded her while she fed on a human back in China, else she would have killed that young man.

What is he talking about? My confused look must've told him that I didn't know what the hell he was saying because he soon explained himself. "That night when you were at your aunt's house. You went to the convenience store. You got attacked and then you lost memory of it when you hit your head apparently. You were attacked by a shapeshifter, not a human."

Mom pulled my hand tight and kept shaking her head so that I would not approach the living room in the slightest. With a sore heart, I flashed like a real vampire that morning with Mom, splitting the road as fast as the vampires could. We both cry. _______ A wild boar is seen sitting on a molt bush below the wild trees. From the tree here, I could see the animal's snout clearly, when he sniffed carelessly. I sighed while hugging the branch beside me. It has seems fun to be a boar. They do not need to worry about the vampires who will chase them to the end of hell once.

He heard something moving towards them with their feet going click, clack, and felt the hair on the back of his neck standing up. He moved back a few steps and then suddenly something jumped out of the shadows and... ********* Some things I like to make clear, there was a plot for the world the Mc transmigrated into, it was supposed to be the cliche campus love story, we all read at some point but the Original soul created the zombie apocalypse hence it derailed & the Female lead died. The Mc: He is zombified meaning he is not a human, he's almost like a vampire but not, he needs to drink human blood to survive and if goes too hungry he must eat human flesh(don't worry that's gonna happen to

He yelled. We ran to the garage and entered his jeep. He opened the garage and drove out, off to my place as fast as he could. We met a swarm of zombies in my street, particularly in front of my house. I stepped out of the car without fear, Darius and Hannah came out after me, Hannah held my hand tightly, she was scared. “We just have to be very close to Jason, we will be safe,” Darius said. We slowly walked towards my house, the zombies made to attack, but a command from my brain to theirs sent them back. We slowly entered my house to see the Alpha Zombie strangling my mother.

Rendall is still on his knees panting but his eyes are still on it. In the area with no trees, a huge number of werewolves lies. By lying, I mean, dead werewolves who were stacked up.

Byul stayed hidden in the dark as he cautiously watched the zombie plodding in the wide space. He glanced at the zombie’s face and thought of a conclusion. He wasn’t actually the undead who bite people and infected someone so that the world will became an apocalypse but a brain-dead person? His complexion was pale but not to the point it was rotting beneath and his movements were light-headed and he had no sense. He didn’t even attack him when he approached like the typical zombie who bites.

I shook my head. Larry walks to the river, pulling off his clothes to wash himself up, not minding if the water is contaminated by the zombie corpse. Eddy sits on the floor with sweat dripping from his chin then he unload his gun and counts his bullet on the sand. Five bullets left, I just hope we survive tonight. "Holy shit" Larry says as he points to a zombie standing blankly on the hill. "Night walkers, It's just one. I'll take care of it." I assure Larry who's about to load his gun.