Sunday, September 14, 2008

The Rescue

by Jackson Ferrell


"Erschließen! Erschließen, verdammt!" Friedrich Nietzsche screamed, yanking furiously on the door, kicking, pounding. Five animate corpses surrounded him, closing in slowly.

Suddenly, the Accord crashed through the wall, swung left between the shelves, and plowed into three of the shambling undead. Chrissy kicked open the passenger door, knocking down a fourth. "Quick, Nietzsche, get in!"

1 comment:

Thomas said...

Only way this could be better would be if Time Travel Tesla saved the day.

(And if Edison was culpable.)