Let me explain a few things for those of you who have not been to BYU Provo, which is where this story takes place. The setting is the Cougareat, or the schools cafeteria in the Wilkinson Student Center. We call it the Wilk. BYU has a penchant for shorting the names of buildings on campus. The Harrison Fine Arts Building is the HFAC, the Spencer W. Kimball Tower is the SWKT (and yes, we pronounce all the sounds in that particular acronym, so it comes out like "Swikit"). We're kind of strange. But don't let it confuse you.
One more thing. I started writing this story when I was bored at work and didn't intend for it to go on very long then. I'm just going to copy what I wrote earlier, though. (For example, that's why I didn't name the girl in the story until later.)
Alright.
So once upon a time...
There was a girl who was bored out of her mind at work. She wished desperately that something interesting would happen. The words "Be careful what you wish for" flashed through her head as she helped a customer. Customers were rare this early in the morning. She shrugged the apprehensive feeling away and continued to wander around the store, scrubbing counters that were already clean.
She heard a crash and looked up, startled. Was it the construction people? No, they didn't come to work for a couple more hours. She leaned forward, peering over the counter and down the hall, but there was not a single soul in sight. In fact, now that she thought about it, everything was eerily quiet. The girl looked back at Subway, the only store visible from her corner in the Cougareat. She could usually see people in the store, but now she could detect no movement. Odd. She waited a couple more minutes before deciding to check out the other stores, just to ease her mind. After all, there was no way everyone could have just disappeared.
Canceling the transaction on the register and sliding the micros card in her pocket as she'd been taught, she slipped past the barrier and walked toward Subway and the other stores. Rounding the wall that enclosed Cougar Express, she swept her gaze over the other stores. Empty. They were all empty. And...the gates were closed too. What's going on? The door to the backroom beckoned her. Maybe they'd all gone in there for some reason.
As her hand touched the doorknob, she heard a loud moan behind her. She spun around and came face to face with the most hideous creature she'd ever seen. It was human, or once was. The skin hung loosely from the body, rotted and, in some places, falling off. The teeth, those few that were left, were black and misshapen. And the eyes...they terrified her---shrunken and empty of life. Tattered clothes clung to the body and a powerful stench rose from the creature. Raising it's arms, it moaned again, its gaping, bloody mouth reaching for her, hungering for her.
Zombie, a small part of her mind informed her calmly. The rest of her mind froze in fear and disbelief. She couldn't move. The zombie blocked the way in front of her, closing the space between them.
I'm going to die.
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