Captian's Log Once a Zombie… 15 Oct 202514 Oct 2025 Well, once a zombie, always a zombie. There was some truth to the jibe. Even after a cure, when the treatment was done, you were never exactly who you were…
Captian's Log Dance with the Dead 14 Oct 2025 Let them come, I thought, and sighing, continued sharpening the edge of my sword. My eyes fell upon my work once again and the repetitive movement of the steel sliding…
Captian's Log Big Joe’s Zombie Emporium 13 Oct 2025 "This one's a snapper!" Big Joe hollered. Indeed, the specimen presented, with his pale, ungainly skin, was chattering away. He'd gnawed through his lips, and the white teeth snapped and…
Captian's Log Sitting on a Log, I Fear Fire Under Saturn 12 Oct 202511 Oct 2025 There is a tree that fell on one of them. I don't know what the odds are. It's pinned there, reaching, grasping, snarling in the dirt. I pity that withered…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 11 Oct 20256 Oct 2025 Her lids flutter open like butterflies. "Oh, what big eyes you have," she says. "Didn't you close them at all?" She stretches and lies back down on me. Her eyes…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 10 Oct 20256 Oct 2025 Now, as she lies sleeping in my arms, I wonder and fear at this love between us, this little life which no eye but God's has seen. What of my…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 9 Oct 20256 Oct 2025 She was only beginning to show, but I loved placing my hand on that round, little belly and feeling the burgeoning life growing there. A dark thought struck me as…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 8 Oct 20256 Oct 2025 She leads me back to our nest of love while I half carry her weight. Lifting her up in my arms, I settle back down on the mess of sheets.…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 7 Oct 20256 Oct 2025 Behind me the door opens, and my frowning wife walks in. She doesn't say anything, at first, only comes up and hugs me. I feel her belly pressing against my…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 6 Oct 2025 In the silence that only breathes around three in the morning, I stand before the bathroom mirror, feeling with tickling fingers the scar above my heart where the silver bullet…
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