Super Music Attack!

His image repeated for two hundred projectors back, the conductor raised his baton, at which moment a sea of one point two million flutes, clarinets, oboes, saxophones, bassoons, French horns, trumpets, trombones, baritone horns, tubas, mallets, drumsticks and cymbals all lifted up, signaling their readiness to strike the first note. It was hard to believe that music, of all things, was the alien monster’s weakness, but they were ready.

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I went to the drugstore last night to get some Vitamin C for my throat, you know, the delicious powdery citrus kind that fizzes up in your glass before you drink it.

When I got back from the store I had the Vitamin C for my throat , some antibacterial bandages for all of the cuts I got when this huge glass shelf thing fell on me, a pair of running shoes for when the vamps in the store chased me (I wore a pair of flips to the store silly silly me), a crossbow I took from this old dude waiting in the pharmacy who was mad packing with guns and lasers and whatnot, a gas mask from when the feds rolled out the garlic gas bombs…and I got the email addy of that cute blonde pharmacist guy who let us all ride out the attack in the back of the pill room…so yeah I had a great night but I’m starting to think that this whole human vampire co-existing this is not working out but maybe I’m wrong.

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A Fitting Ringtone

Walking home at night between the stony graves of DDR-cement-housing-blocks, suddenly the high screech of violins playing the „Psycho“-theme screams into my ears. I spin around, heart racing – and realise that the man standing right behind me has picked that ringtone for a reason.

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Zombie who?

He looked outside. They were everywhere. His house was surrounded on either side by Zombies. Blood thirsty, hungry for living human beings, they kept approaching at a constant pace. Not knowing what to do, he paced frantically around the house, searching for an escape, forcing his mind to think straight.

“We’ve surrounded the Zombie in a house, Sir. Would you like us to capture or kill him?”. “Take him alive” came the order. We need to study him to find a cure for this outbreak…

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