I hear the alarm buzzing, a piercing chalky-like cry- I gather my helpings and encourge the young-un's to feed upon the vast amounts of delecasies set upon thier beaming eyes. We feel the terror the hair raising chill you have when ur in the dark and do not know what to expect. The tv turns on by itself coincidence you ask? no, it's them they will be here shortly I murmur to the koala bear in a high chair next to me biting into a savory chickin thigh. He nods his head, over and over again I ignore this action and go to my windows.
As I look over the horizon I see the undead marching toward my house peering from the woods as I close the french doors and lock them tight I peer out knowing, waiting ,preparing for the moment they will strike I set voyage toward my room finding a large spider in the eastern most corner of my room. cyclops you ask? no. Simply a clueless cabbage patch. they claim to know thier victory has succeded , but they have yet to discover that the war has not even begun.
