Well, here we are at last! With a grim smile do I write that, for "here" is the one place we shouldn't be! The end began as predictably as feared; fear, ignorance and hate. Everyone else was wrong, with as much impetus as minds closed rapidly. One way became The Only Way and those buttons were pushed. We knew of the finality of nuclear war. Those that died were lucky. The survivors had this moment to lurch ever towards amidst that which grew from the shadows within. The First were visions of nightmare but relatively easy to eliminate. We didn't always spot them, such was their pallor in twilight, but the mutation needed healthier hosts. It spread with a virulent carnage did this atrocity, as plans to regroup became hysteria. The major cities emptied, the Swarm fleeing behind them in pursuit. What fleeting howls we did perceive at first gained strength in numbers; hordes of Those who were once brethren having strength, until all we could do was hide. But They were smar
Click here to see lots of zombie pictures on the Twisted Imaginings Facebook Page! Zombies. One of the best known, recurring characters in horror film. From George Romero's shuffling corpses in his 'Dead' franchise to the infected, nightmarish crazies of "28 Days Later", everyone has a favourite type of zombie too. This is the first in a series of articles which delves into the origins of the once dead and traces how a zombie turned ( pun intended ) into a staple of the horror genre. A zombie (Haitian French: zombi, Haitian Creole: zonbi) is a fictional undead being made through the restoration of a human corpse. Zombies are most normally discovered in horror and fantasy genre works. The term comes from Haitian old stories, where a zombie is a dead body vivified through different strategies, generally commonly magic. Present day portrayals of the revival of the dead don't really include enchantment yet frequently invoke science fictional methods such as carri
As sun sets, as all around prepares to sleep. Do you hear it? Those murmers, as the gloom descends, The sun failing, as nights blanket envelopes all. Solitude now, thoughts prevail, their pace quickens; For now the shadows shall play. What terror I understand, as blackest tendrils probe, Feeding, breeding therein! Solace! What bitter lover are thee? Wrenching fear and cold sweat, Creeping, malicious paranoia you are! The only comfort, those first birds at dawn. As sunrise, hasten your temporary retreat. We will meet again.....
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