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264 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 21, 2013
""Interesting fact," I say to break the silence, "the story of ‘The Tell-Tale Heart’ is narrated in first person, and the protagonist’s gender is never revealed. Most people assume the murderer is a man, but it’s possible the killer is a woman.""
"I have always known the greatest period of my life would be a dark time for the rest of the world."
"I move the curtain out of the way to reveal the door to Taylor’s fallout shelter. He got drunk one night and told me his secret code to open the door of the shelter. I press 2-4-6-8, and the door slowly opens. Taylor has been preparing for the end of the world for at least ten years. His friends tease him about it, but I’m sure they wish they had shelters now. Taylor never believed me when I told him that zombies would be the cause of the apocalypse. He thought it would be an asteroid or a nuclear bomb."
"Everyone should be comfy during the apocalypse."
"I have seen every zombie movie ever released, as well as most other horror movies, and some are created purely for entertainment, while others are educational. For example, Zombieland is one of my favorite movies, and it offers plenty of good advice on how to stay alive during a zombie invasion. Army of Darkness, while not technically a zombie movie, is entertaining, but it doesn’t really teach you anything useful (unless you need to know if something is a trick and whether or not to get an axe)."
"As the kids are getting in the car, I give one of my booklets to Heather. She looks like she’s about ten years old, so I assume she can read.
"Thanks," she says. I hear her sister ask her what it is as she gets in the car. "I think it’s a comic book," Heather says."
"A whole pile of maps flies out. Thank you again, Doris. I pick up the one on top and see that it’s a Cracker Barrel map. That won’t help. I have a mental image of a group of zombies sitting in rocking chairs playing checkers while waiting for their table at Cracker Barrel. I’ll take an order of the macaroni and brains, please."
"The van is waved through the gates, and we drive into a tunnel. This can’t be good. Tunnels are never good in zombie movies, where the government invariably has secret underground labs all ready for experimenting on zombies."
"I was told there would be meat provided. I have seen no such meat."
"The driver gets out of the car, and then someone else steps out of the passenger side. Both of them start to remove their clothes, showing their skin to the people with the guns. They must be checking for bite marks. Then it hits me that this town is a safe zone."
"I have given up any hope of returning to my human self. I know it’s not going to happen. I’m actually enjoying my zombie existence. It was a little rough in the beginning, but I have finally found my place."
"Everyone needs an obsession to pass the time, and mine just happens to be zombies. That doesn’t mean I’m crazy."
“Middle Child Syndrome,” I say with a straight face.
“Really? That’s odd. I didn’t know that was a real disorder.” This guy has no idea that I’m kidding. People assume that I don’t have a sense of humor just because I’m a little crazy.
“Oh, sure, Middle Child Syndrome is quite common,” I continue. “It’s a very serious problem, and it should be treated immediately when symptoms arise.”
“What are the symptoms?”
“Jealousy, rage, severe headaches, hysteria, seizures, and pink eye.”