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A Day at the Mall
by Curt Covert
BLAM!
"A lot of folks might think that this would be a big change for me."
BLAM!
"Not really. Mall seems pretty much the same to me."
Chk-chk. BLAM!
"Same group of trouble-makers, born just yesterday - and think the whole blessed world is theirs for the taking."
BLAM!
"Same slacked-jaw. Same vacant stare. Not a brain among them. Shuffling around here too lazy to even pick up their own damn feet."
BLAM!
"No respect for the law..."
Chk-chk.
"or common decency."
BLAM!
"Yep. Damn near the same as always. Except now, Mall Security IS the law. And I'm finally able to teach these fetid punks some respect! Laugh at the Rent-a-Cop, huh? Laugh at this, you half-rotted hooligans!"
BLAM! Chk-chk. BLAM! BLAM!!
"Cathartic really."
"I don't know what started this zombie infestation and I don't care. But I'm sure as Hell gonna end it, I can tell you that."
-(}SMASH!!{)-
"What the...why you brazen little...." Chk-chk.
"NO..." BLAM! "Skateboarding..." BLAM! "in the..." chk-chk. "Mall!" BLAM!
"Damn. Can't get a clear shot. Gonna have to move in."
-(Step)- -(Step)- -(Step)-
-(Unlatch. Squeeeeeeeeak)-
"Huh...clever bastards. Waitin' behind the door. Should've seen that one coming. AAAAAAAAAUUUUGGGGGHHH!"
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