The security guard asked me what I was doing in the park at 2am. I told him I was burying a body.
He didn’t seem happy with that.
He was so unhappy that he reached for his gun and his walkie-talkie at the same time. That was his undoing. He never saw the shovel coming.
Now one more body cluttered the landscaped lawn.
I hoped I had enough lime to cover both of them. I’d found the instructions online. Same place as the instructions on how to make your own zombie.
Those hadn’t worked.
But the night was still young.
Extract from Anthology of Snippets, 20 short shorts that were a lot of fun to write. I hope they’re as much fun to read.
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Till next time.
Cheers.
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