Sample Post from the Horror Genre this Month:

Joshua Isaac posts in FLESH

Eddie

The charter bus was full of people, refugees from an enclave in downtown Sacramento. They had tried to hold the fort, so to speak, but as supplies ran out, there was no way to feed so many people without venturing out into zombie territory, or packing up and leaving altogether. Somehow they had managed to find a bus. Now they were east, into the hills, hoping to find an abandoned town, preferably untouched by human survivors, and evacuated of zombies as well. There was, however, a rather large hitch.

They were currently moving at ten miles an hour through a maze of abandoned cars on highway 50, and the horde that had been such a menace to them in Sacramento had caught up with them. three hundred strong, the pack of zombies looked more like a heard of buffalo. A hungry, fast, dangerous herd intent on destruction. Eddie was behind the wheel, looking back in his rear view mirror. How could they run so fast? Even as he thought this, one man out in front fell. He was crushed by his companions, and, to Eddie's horror, eaten by them on the run. He punched the gas, veered around the cars a little faster, swerving a little more dangerously. Their distance from the horde was getting larger. Then Eddie saw it, a clear path to an empty road. He took it. Now he barrelled forward, leaving the zombie horde miles behind him. They were in the clear. they'd made it. Nothing but open road, and a nearly full tank, they could easily outrun the masses behind them. Then, suddenly in front of them, a sharp curve in the road. Eddie was already driving much too far over the speed limit for this country road, and there was no room to slow down now before...

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