Mike walked across the lawn, eyes back and forth, looking for zombies.
He stopped, got down on one knee, took out a pistol, and aimed this pistol with the light reflecting off the metal.
It was another perfect head shot. The zombie hit the pavement, and he didn’t move. The noise from the gun had stirred up more of them, so Mike had to get to his display, fix it, and then get back.
So, Mike grabbed Rudolph out of the dead zombie’s hands, and put the display back in order. He quickly made his way back to the house, where nothing was stirring, not even a mouse. He shot a few zombies with his pistol as he ran across the yard, climbed back up the rope ladder and found his place on the balcony.
He turned on his boom box.
Perry Como flooded the air with Christmas cheer.
The zombies were getting restless, so Mike decided it was time to even out the herd. It was pretty easy shooting.
He stopped his rampage when something white hit his nose. He looked up into the sky as flakes of snow began to fall. It was the first snow fall of the year.
5 out of 5 stars – I love zombies and I love Christmas ~ A winner!
5 out of 5 stars – A Cute Little Holiday Horror Story.
5 out of 5 stars – In a zombie world, there is a Christmas miracle.