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197 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 29, 2013
A current of electricity ran down my spine. I could feel someone back there, undead, ready to spring when I approached.
In a horror movie, that was exactly what would happen. A zombie would emerge and attack just as I passed its hiding place, cued by a sudden, loud burst in the creepy background music. Depending on whether I was the hero or just an expendable extra, I would either make a narrow escape or be eaten in a gory, detailed close-up.
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I could envision some less mechanically inclined mortal stopping at a gas station, just like she'd seen in the movies: She pulls in next to the pump. Stepping out of her car, she walks around to the tank and twists off the gas cap. The she removes the nozzle, sticks it in the tank, and raises the lever to start filling.
When nothing happens, she realizes it's not going to work. The pump display is dead, but in desperation, she repeatedly pounds the unresponsive buttons on the lifeless unit and squeezes the handle on the gas nozzle again and again.
Finally, she's surrounded by a ravenous hoard of zombies.
Shaking her fist in the air as a final gesture, she yells into the heavens, "...but it worked in the movies. Curse you, Hollywood!"
She continues to shake her fist until a zombie rips it off. Blood and screams fade to black.
I really hoped that wasn't Iris right now.