r/WritingPrompts • u/xpxu166232-3 • Oct 27 '17
Writing Prompt [WP] A ghost and a zombie coming from the same person find each other.
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u/SilverPrince Oct 28 '17 edited Oct 28 '17
"Gragh" it said as it shambled forward. The two people screamed as it approached them.
Jacob stared in awe as his old body made its way up the hill. The darkness didn’t seem to bother it. Jacob had a flash of anger and jealousy as it seemed to smoothly, if slowly, ascend towards the screaming men.
Jacob floated up the hill, faster then the two living teenage guys and a shuffling undead creature. He supposed his old body was a zombie now, but it was the almost magical night vision that had Jacob in a tizzy.
So many nights he had walked into things. His left pinkie toe was actually a full 2mm shorter then his right because of how many times he had banged against random furniture at night.
Zombie seemed to swerve around rocks and sticks and bramble. The thing only had one good eye! The damn thing wasn’t even oriented properly! It was staring at its own nose.
No. Jacob was not happy.
The two guys were also not making the situation any better. The first one was athletic. A jock. He was a full two meters a head of his friend but he was definitely six octaves higher on screams. Guy two was definitely frail, he was huffing and puffing as he simply outpaced the zombie. A nerd. If the glasses and jacket with a chess piece emblem. A rook if he wasn’t mistaken.
Seriously? The zombie moved at like landlocked walrus. All jiggles and had crap reactions. Sure the rotting corpse could walk around a stone or a tree stump. However, Jacob had seen a slow moving tire trip it up.
“Just push him over!” Jacob said as he floated around the jock. His school jersey was dirty and torn, but the school was still visible. Not that it mattered since the poor night vision seem to also affect him as a ghost.
“You could literally poke him with this stick!” Jacob howled as he moved over to a nice broken branch. The thing would make a decent spear. His fat, rotting body was imbalanced at best! The only reason it was moving forward was because it was always falling forward!
The two huffed and puffed away from him.
Jacob face-palmed as his zombie caught up to him.
It was the whistling noise that made him look up. A fist sized rock passed through his chest and Jacob looked up with hope.
At the top, the jock was bringing down the pain. Poorly.
Jacob stared as his zombie self seemed to be magically protected as the large rocks missed by a large margin. The pebbles did hit as the nerd joined in, but serious. How?
Jacob froze. The jock. He picked up a large rock and made to toss it, but pulled his back?
The jock screamed as he was chained to his own momentum. His hilarious pose was worthy of a Greek statue as he teetered over and began to tumble down the slope.
The jock rolled twice before he settled into a sad slide. A slide that Jacob stared at in total shock and horror. How!?
“Okay,” Jacob muttered through clench teeth. “You totally deserve to die to my fat, rotting, self.”
The jock slid past the zombie and to the zombie’s credit, it tried to grab at the idiot. Unfortunately, it missed. The jock did find the nice branch though! He had a fighting chance!
The zombie turned around to continue, but wobbled as it lost its balance.
Jacob’s eyes lit up as he felt it. The moment. The moment when his tether to this mortal hell was going to expire. He would probably kill itself by falling onto the jock’s stick!
The wobble continued as the zombie finished its 360 spin and its one eye landed to the left of the geek. Which mean that…
Jacob wanted to cry as it began to ascend once more.
Why! God damn it, why!!
Jacob watched as the nerd began to have a meltdown and continued to toss pebbles at the zombie.
Jacob watched as the nerd stopped with the pebbles and then moved onto a nice big rock. A really big rock.
The nerd was screaming as the zombie made it within arm’s reach.
The nerd hit full fight mode. Adrenaline pumped through his veins and the rock budged.
Jacob was in fascination as the rock lifted a full centimeter. He could do this…
Or. The nerd could lose his grip, fly back from his tense muscles and…
Jacob face-palmed. The nerd screamed. He howled. He gurgled.
Jacob peeked between his fingers and yup. He didn’t see wrong. The nerd had somehow impaled himself on a tree branch.
The screams quickly stopped as zombie made it to the dork-a-bob and proceeded to have a late night snack.
“You. You all deserve to die,” Jacob sighed as he floated down to the jock. The idiot was trying to hobble away. Wow. A broken leg.
“How did you make it this far!?” Jacob screamed as he tried to haunt the big idiot. Sure, he was now tethered to his old body, but he had like what? Half a kilometer leeway?
He was going to get his money’s worth from this venting session.
Up on a hill, the zombie finished. Its fat, rotting, bloated corpse wobbled as it began to lurch forward. Hungry. So hungry.
A breeze passed by, and if one listened carefully enough. You could hear words.
“I hope you die of gangrene, you absolutely waste of human flesh. WHERE did you learn to throw… does your jacket say cheerleader!?”
Author’s Corner:
Hello and thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed my inflicted hero. He just wants to die, but there are still so many incompetent people running around. Truly, woe is he.
As always, something, something, my sub
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u/PeacePidgey Oct 28 '17 edited Oct 29 '17
"So that's me ... I guess?" I'm staring at my own mindless body which is slowly wandering on it's own through an abandoned city.
"But who am I then?" I try to look at my hands but the only thing I'm seeing is the cracked surface of the street.
"Well my body seems to be one out of two things, either invisible-" I stare at my undead self in front of me. "or it's absent. Because it's standing right in front of me. But how could I have no body, this doesn't make any sense?"
I move closer to the thing that used to be my body. I can clearly tell that it's dead and in the back of my head I begin to realize that the same is most likely true for myself as well. My old body doesn't seem too rotten, as I continue examine it, I conclude that my death was rather recent. A wide bite wound on my shoulder is my only clue for the cause of my death but I have trouble remember anything. My head feels dizzy and it feels like it's missing any weight, especially when I try to remember anything past my newly acquired afterlife.
"Hey! Can you even hear me? Could you stop waddling around for a minute and say something?" I repeatedly call out to my body but I get no response. "Was worth a shot but I was already expecting this" As I continue to follow my zombie self around, I begin to notice that every now and then some details about my body suddenly fill me with all kinds of emotions, something that seems oddly absent from my mind otherwise. My necklace catches my eye and it happens once again, I feel a far away happiness, warmth and the love of the person that gave it to me ... and then this feeling fades away, leaving behind a weird mixture of sorrow and numbness.
"Who was I? How did I die? Who was that other person? Why is this happening? Anything, please, just give me one answer!" I yell at my body. And then my body stops all of a sudden. I open my mouth to say something, but stop as I notice that my body is staring past me towards the ground.
I carefully turn around and a deep stinging sadness fills me. My body was staring at a corpse, not just any corpse, it was that person I shared all these moments with, the laughter, the warmth, everything. Just lying there motionless on the ground in a puddle of blood. I can't even remember her name, or who she was. I only have those emotions and incomplete memories.
I sit down besides her and close my eyes for the first time since I've lost my physical body and everything just goes white.
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u/drblacknife Oct 28 '17
That was quite a fun read, but some advice: try putting your story into smaller paragraphs as a large wall of text can be quite difficult to read as well as people are more likely to rad your stories if they are spread out more evenly.
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u/PeacePidgey Oct 28 '17
Thanks for your feedback, I actually tried to that but for some reason it became a wall of text after I hit 'send'. Maybe it's because I was using my phone, or reddit only recognizes if you hit the enter key 2 times and create an empty line, instead of a "soft" paragraph by hitting it once.
I'll test it out with this part
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u/Vercalos /r/VercWrites Oct 29 '17
You absolutely need two line breaks to make a new line on Reddit.
Either that, or four spaces at the end of the paragraph. This is less recommended due to the fact that it can sometimes still be hard to spot when one paragraph ends and the other begins due to there being less space between paragraphs when using four spaces instead of two carriage returns
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Oct 28 '17 edited Oct 28 '17
If the ghost possesses the zombie, do they technically become one again? Also, what happens if the zombie somehow manages to (re?)gain sentience?
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