Monday, May 2, 2011

The Cloud-Part 1

Welcome to The Cloud. This is a short story that I'm going to attempt to tell in short, three-sentence bursts. Will it work? Who the hell knows? Will it be regular? Hopefully. I like to think of it as an organic work in progress. If I can use that excuse, no one can call me lazy.

So, please, read The Cloud. Hope you enjoy it.

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When Mitch woke up that morning he instinctively turned on the news as he passed the television and walked into the kitchen and turned on the coffee maker and then back to the living room and flopped down on the couch and sighed. The story about a bomb exploding and a green cloud and the cloud killing everyone for miles and then their corpses rising and feeding and running and killing and other reports of this happening all over the country was the breaking news of the morning. Mitch's blood went cold and he wanted to look out the window but he couldn't take his eyes off the television, then he heard running and screaming in the hall of his apartment building and terror and panic consumed him as he heard monstrous noises from the hall and saw a faint green cloud slowly coming in from under his front door.

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