A body suddenly crashed through a plate glass window at the Brigadier’s house. It made a hungry lunge for Captain Cooper, but its feet were tangled in the window curtains and it slammed to the floor, hungry teeth snapping and arms reaching. Captain Cooper quickly dispatched the zombie with a ceremonial saber thrust through the brain.
“Well that was too bloody close,” the cool Brigadier remarked, pouring a fresh cup of tea for the Captain.
“I’ll say.” Cooper wiped the zombie’s brains on the ruined curtains. “Where do you suppose it came from? This installation is supposed to be biter-free.”
Right on cue, a U.S. Army Apache helicopter hovered into view. It swerved dangerously with over a dozen biters clinging to its wheels and weapon pylons. The pilot’s terrified eyes met Cooper’s for just a moment, before it slid out of view sharply to the right in uncontrolled descent.
150 words. In response to this weeks Monday’s Finish the Story prompt (the first line of the story).
12 thoughts on “Spring Rain”
Yes! zombies! the perfect subject matter for this prompt – thanks Dave for the gratuitous zombie fix 🙂
Are there any prompts where zombies don’t belong?
Really good twist on the plot. I enjoyed this one.
Now I want to know what happens next. I hope the pilot managed to ditch the chopper in the ocean, or better still, maybe he can activate one of his Longbow Hellfire air-to-surface missile while its still attached to its pod 😉
Zombie special delivery… :whoosh: Walk-ons in zombie films (with no lines) don’t have a high survival rate. You can’t see it, but I bet he’s in a red shirt.
Yay zombies! I think they’re about to be overrun 😦 Never mind, as long as there’s still tea in the pot…
The little things are important.
Very well done and the first submission involving zombies! Loved this! Thank you for participating Dave and I hope that you return next week! Be well…. ^..^
An action packed story. Really enjoyed it.
Great zombie thriller, Dave. Looks like that area is not as “biter-free” as they thought. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
Rule Number One: the area is never biter-free.