Bitch Maker Part 1

Once home she dropped in front of the TV and watched the random zombie movie that was on the current channel. The house was dark, the only light came from the hall bathroom's half open door. After about half an hour it began to rain outside. As the zombies shambled around she got a little frightened. Something tapped the window and she jumped looking around before laying back down and squeezing her pillow.

Someone knocked on the door.

Sammie slowly stood up and crept towards the hall, on her way she kept glancing behind her, making sure the zombies were still Inside the TV and not crawling into her living room. At the door she fumbled for the light switch, found it, and flipped.

Nothing.

Pausing but a moment more she opened the door. Rain was all that waited outside. Turning back she returned to the TV, a few seconds later there was a tapping on the back door. "It must be kids." Sammie thought and decided to ignore it.

On screen a young woman struggled against the attack of a female zombie, her shirt tight against her breast. Sammie imagined the zombie pushing the woman down on her back, and a hot lesbian zombie scene following, I'll spare you the details of this.

Of course, what actually happened is that the zombie killed the poor woman quite brutally. Sammie turned off the TV. "Some zombie's have no class." Sammie said and stood up. The room was even darker without the glow of the television, the rain the only sound, other then footsteps that is.

Sammie became understandably alarmed when she heard the steps. Looking around, she grabbed the closet weapon she could find, her pillow, and ducked next to the couch. A figure walked past her, not seeing her in the dark.

"DIE ZOMBIE SCUM!" Sammie leapt up and bashed the figure repeatedly with her pillow. The man screamed and fell to the floor, shielding himself with his arms against her brutal assault. Between blows she recognized Tim, a fellow from the office whom she'd known since high school.