This drabble was featured on Days with the Undead during the 2014 Coffin Hop. Enjoy!
It still held the pom-poms in its undead fingers, the yellow and white strips pocked with darkening blood. It belonged to the once beautiful blonds who’d cheered so loudly for her team—before the opposing team’s quarterback took a chuck out of her throat.
There were only screams after that.
As she fell, the heavily-padded zombie fell with her, consuming her flesh until someone pulled him off. Not that it would matter—she was already dead; the virus now working its way through her system.
It got to its feet, new eyes open to the surrounding world. Then it lunged.
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