Shakespeare and Some Monkeys

June 29, 2009

Abandoned Hallway

The two men walked down the dark, cavernous hallway, flashlight beams lancing out ahead, dragging a large metal box between the two of them.

“You know that phrase? The one about a hundred monkeys?” asked the first

The second man frowned “You mean a million monkeys? Give them typewriters and they’ll eventually produce the complete works of Shakespeare?”

“Yeah that’s the” Before he could finish the sentence a figure lurched out of the darkness toward them. Without hesitation the man leveled his shotgun at the zombies head and pulled the trigger. As the boom faded away he completed his sentence “One”.

“What about it?”

“Well, what would happen if you gave a million zombies typewriters? You think they would produce the complete works of Shakespeare?”

In the distance they could hear deep drawn out moans as the undead began to move toward the sound of the shotgun.

“I think they would eat Shakespeare”

Pulling a box of shells from his pocket the second man, began to reload his own shotgun. As he raised it to his shoulder he finished the conversation “Now shut up, concentrate and start killing zombies, if you get eaten I’m going to have to drag the damn box out of here on my own.”

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Wherefore art thou?

May 26, 2009

pills

“Honey, I could never leave you, I, I, I will follow you into that void” stammering his words as he sobbed, he hugged the mutilated body of his girlfriend close to him. He pulled the cap off the bottle of pills and started to swallow them, half a dozen at a time.

After the pills were gone he sat there, crying, his tears flowing down the torn cheek of the girl. He tried to push the skin back together, but as the drugs took hold his fingers felt leaden and his actions were halting.

His vision blurring, he smiled as her eyes opened. He dreamily leaned down to kiss her lips. As the blood sprayed across his vision and he began to slip into darkness, he thought it odd that the love of his life would bite him like that, and odder still that he couldn’t feel anything.