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    DEADLY COMMUTE by William Robinson
    posted February 1, 2010 under Short stories
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    Waking at 6.00am Daniel usually struggled to open his eyes, but this morning he felt fresh. Last night had been a nightmare. Trying new tactics had worked well at first but soon his small band of fighters had been split up and went down like rookies. Daniel was the last man left to fight off the incoming horde and the adrenalin got him through the first few kills but there were too many. Just before he was wiped out though the server went down and X-Box Live was out for the rest of the evening. As a result he’d had an early night and with tomorrow being Good Friday he looked forward to meeting up with his friends in the pub after work and a long weekend. (more…)

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    PREVIEW: The Dead
    posted January 27, 2010 under Video   

    No word yet on a release date, but looks to be a solid story with Romero-esque zombies in Africa.

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    BRIDESHEAD BEACH by Tom Hamilton
    posted January 21, 2010 under Longer stories
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    “Look,” Kathryn said, “this one has the keys in it.”

    “It’s probably out of gas,” Maureen acknowledged, “most of the ones with the keys left in them are out of gas.”

    “Well,” Kathryn stripped off her business suit jacket and searched the mercifully empty streets, “we’re gonna have to give it a try.” She climbed behind the wheel and unlocked the passenger door so that Maureen could climb in the other side. (more…)

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    THE DESIGNATED HITTERS LAMENT by Vincent L Cleaver
    posted January 17, 2010 under Short stories   

    A Zombie Apocalypse Love Story

    Joseph had seen them heading out to check out the zombies hanging around No. 4 wind turbine; ‘Sarge’, ‘Gomer’ and Barnes, the rancher that they’d hooked up with two days back. The ranch had five wind turbines built on easements leased to a Texas power utility, and the ranch was unlikely to ever be without power. They had power, and a good, deep well; now they needed food, some kind of fence, and a lot more; an endless list. (more…)

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    SATAN CLAUS by Tom Hamilton
    posted January 4, 2010 under Short stories
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    “Mother,” asked Seymour, “what are you doing out of bed?”

    The old woman didn’t answer. She was carrying a lit wicket inside an archaic, silver, antique candle holder and the hot wax was dripping down onto her wrists. There was no need for this of course as the hallway was already ablaze with light courtesy of the best bulbs which G.E. had to offer. Plus the cold afternoon sun, which was brightened by the high piles of leftover snow outside, shone fearlessly through every available pane. (more…)

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    REPOST: NIGHT OF THE FROZEN ELF by Richard S. Crawford
    posted December 22, 2009 under Humorous
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    A treat for the holidays – Ed.

    It was Jenny Cupcake who found the body. An avalanche had exposed a transparent wall of ice; and behind the ice, an elf hung, suspended in ice, arms akimbo and skin blue. His eyes stared forward blankly, and his mouth had dropped open. He looked flash frozen.

    Jenny Cupcake tapped the ice with the butt of her Uzi. “You okay in there?”

    The elf made no reply; didn’t blink, didn’t move, made no sign that he had even registered Jenny’s presence.

    She peered at him. His uniform was outdated but identified as a worker from Sector 7-G. A ragged stump marked the spot where his left thumb had been savagely removed from his hand, and angry looking red gashes criss-crossed his palm. He had probably been a wood worker. (more…)

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    AMONGST THE DEAD: ROSCOE by David Bernstein
    posted December 14, 2009 under Short stories
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    May 18: Riley’s birthday. She was turning thirteen, a ceremonial number in many cultures. The number when a child became a young adult. She packed a small backpack taking with her a flashlight, matches, binoculars, ammo and beef jerky. She brought the .30-30 along, leaving the .38 hidden outside the cabin in a plastic bag under a rock. (more…)

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    ZOMBIE HAIKU by Joshua Gage
    posted December 9, 2009 under Poetry
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    calliope whine
    the clown’s greasepaint
    smeared with blood
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