Apocalypse

Martial law and the vaccine had been successful, and the remnant of humanity danced in the street at the destruction of the last monster. But beneath their feet, the virus had found a new host. The city’s vast population of rats began to die and wake again, hungry for human brains. So very hungry.

Flash fiction: complete stories in 55 words, including title.


This story was inspired by a discussion at PZ Myer’s blog Pharyngula, titled My Zombie Story.

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