Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-66.153.141.205-20160704211949/@comment-28027028-20160705060211

A yelp erupted through the silence of night. Sweat pouring off of me, I almost by autonomous reflex alone flip the lamp on and inspect myself for bites. I find nothing, confused, despite my senses returning, I find myself in my bedroom, a confused Harley just sort of groggily staring at me. A dream? Could what I felt and knew in those moments really be only a simple nightmare?

It took me a few moments to gather myself and calm down. I hugged my Harley and said,

"Just a nightmare, babe I'm good, promise"

"Uhhhhrrrrrrrrrr okay, go back to bed though I want you rested....."

She fell asleep once more, followed by me soon after.

Two weeks later:

"Hey, babe welcome home! how was your day?"

"Lonnnnng turn on the tv.....I need to sit down for a while....."

"Kay."

The tv flickered to life, adult swim was playing, just like always. One AM rolls in, a new show just completing it's title sequence, a quick flash of static.

"We interrupt the respective channels' regular broadcasting schedule to bring you an alert from the CDC."

"Uhoh, what animal's carrying parasites now...."

"There is as of yet no information on the cause, however, there have been now nearly 594 confirmed reports, globally, of a phenomenon that is causing the recently deceased to reanimate. It has just been confirmed that these newly reanmated corpses are hostile. More updates will be given live on air as we receive them."

"Gotta be some sorta big prank, right?"

An hour goes by, all the while the emergency broadcast became more like an informercial or a talk show.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The door, but this late, strange it was indeed.

I checked the window, regret overtook me, a woman, Yeti, her whole left side ripped off. It was her remaning arm banging on the door, no hand....

"Under no circumstances should you come into contact with the dead, they kill, the people they kill get up and kill!"

Sounds of static....

"Yeahhhhh they're dead they're all messed up. They go down if you shoot em in the dead, they go up real easy too."

Then it came back, the nightmare, it wasn't a dream, nor a memory.....it was a warning, a warning that the nightmare was only just beginning.