Sunday, 19 August 2012

ZeeBeeBees 3

Bob was glad that everything seemed normal. Back to his own dimension. Except everyone seemed to be really ill with some kind of flu. As he walked down the street he noticed someone lying in the middle of the road. It looked like a little girl. Rushing to the girl's aid he saw her bucking and braying frothing at the mouth. Her eyes had rolled back into her head and she coughed and spluttered. Bob knelt down beside her and tried to steady her but as soon as he touched her a hot geyser of bloody vomit spewed forth from her mouth and into his face.
Trying his best not to be sick Bob wiped his face on his jacket sleeve and tried to help the girl.
It was too late. The girl lay still,the front of the pink tracksuit she wore red with the stuff she'd brought up.
Bob shouted for help as there were plenty of people about but to his disbelief almost everyone was either in the same predicament as he or the girl.
The girl was dead,he could feel no pulse.
Gasping a little Bob put his hand over his mouth,although he knew whatever this was it was probably too late for him to avoid it.
As he stood up and turned to walk back towards his home he heard the girl get up. Oh thank god,he thought,i was wrong.
Bob realised that he must have been in the wrong dimension still when he turned and saw the girl snarling her teeth at him. Her eyes were completely red with blood and she did not look alive.
Bob did not stop to ask her how she felt,he turned and ran as fast as he could towards his house.
He'd need to set the Coolerwave properly next time.

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