One Foot In The Grave: An Almost Zombie Tale - Plot & Excerpts
“Cool!” The vampire smiles at my enthusiasm. “You’re quite young.” She raises her voice. “Nacelles, I’ve brought you a visitor.” A deep voice climbs above a host of moans and growls. “Did you bring my ghouls a treat?” What is it with the undead and their obsession with eating people? Oh yeah. They need blood. Ink gestures at me. “I—Ummm…Hi.” Great. I sound like a blithering idiot. Not for the first time. “I’m Isis, and Ink told me I should meet you?” That’s sort of better. “And why would she do that?” I still can’t see what’s speaking to me, but it sounds like a Mack truck drove over its throat once, then backed up and did it again. Multiple times. My eyes flick to the expressionless vampire standing next to me. “A ghoul tried to eat me in the club.” “My ghouls get peckish from time to time. It’s the nature of ghouls to eat.” “It’s the nature of me to live,” I snap. “I’d really like to keep it that way.” “Isis,” Ink hisses.
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