By Matt "TexasZombieRipper" Morian
10:23:09 a.m. central time - November
12, 2004 -
The rain started to drizzle lightly as Dallas police setup
roadblocks in the middle of downtown. The moaning, audible
over the sound of scurrying policeman, became louder as the
distorted figures lurched down the street towards the loose
knit barricade. The officers hurriedly moved their squad cars
together as a few of the creatures began getting closer. Lieutenant
Richard Henderson was the onsite commanding officer, an older
man with balding gray hair and a stocky build. He had been
working to clean these streets since he joined the force over
20 years ago. Now everything appeared to be changing right
before his eyes. These weren't criminals they were trying
to stop anymore. People in business suits, doctors uniforms.
hell even other cops he'd worked with half his life were being
infected by those things.
"Hold your fire until they're within range", he spouted over
the megaphone. The other officers prepared for the oncoming
attackers, loading shells into their shotguns and taking aim
over the hoods of their cruisers. Line of sight down the block
was poor, abandoned cars were strewn about the street and
a city bus lay turned over on it's side making it difficult
to see how many of them were coming. Lt. Henderson winced
as he spotted a few shadowy figures making their way around
the corner of the bus, "Halt...Halt...Stop or we will open
fire......Take them out". He drew his 9mm as the officers
began to unload rounds into the small crowd of ghouls. Limbs
began to shred as the shotgun blasts ripped through their
dead flesh. Blood oozed out from their wounds as the zombies
inched closer to the police line. "Fuck, fuck...they're not
stopping Lieutenant", cried one of the men as Henderson drained
the last of his clip into the abdomen of the closest zombie.
As the ghoulish creatures made their way through the intersection
towards the officers, one of the men took aim with his shotgun
at the nearest zombie's skull. The slug shattered the demented
being's face as it burrowed through and out the other side.
Instantly it's body dropped to the blood soaked pavement as
the zombie horde pressed on. "Aim high, aim high", was shouted
over the gunfire as a few of the men began reloading their
Suddenly the entrance to an office building behind the police
blockade crashed open, as zombies began pouring out into the
street. Henderson spun around just in time to see an endless
sea of the undead flowing towards him. He raised his gun to
fire but it was too late, the killers had already plowed into
the cars biting and scratching at the men. Lt. Henderson's
life drained down his neck as he watched in horror, the legions
of the dead make their way through the city...it was now theirs.
-- END --
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