Zombie


The hand broke free of the earth. The tightly stretched skin felt the cold breeze wrap around it, then move away as if repelled. The discolored fingers wiggled and dropped to scoop up a handful of dirt. Letting the partials go, the hand pushed down and its owner continued to rise.

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