ZOMBIE
(Editor’s note: Okay, inspired by the zombie costume, but this really isn’t about a zombie.)
I’d been dead a month when I met Corinne, my intake interviewer. She had ligature marks too, so natural curiosity.
Hers were from someone’s hands, so I lied about my rope of guilt.
“They never fade away,” she warned. No rage in her voice. Presented my assignment.
“You need my signature?” I asked.
She pulled her collar. Showed her bruises. “I already have it. Welcome to purgatory.”
I hadn’t recognized her. She hadn’t aged in thirty-seven years.
A gate creaked open. Peter speaking. “Sorry, sir. A snag in your paperwork. Corinne was too forgiving. I’m afraid you’ve been demoted, as it were.”
Some sins you keep paying for.
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Catch up on all the Halloween flash fiction before it goes away! (That’s what we say is a call to action. But really … where’s it gonna go?) Read some anyway, you might enjoy it.
Day 1: Pokemon
Day 2: Stalker
Day 3: Pirate
Day 4: Clown
Thanks for stopping by! Lemme know if you found some good ghost stories on other blogs.
John Davis Frain 
Save some of these for QOTKU contests! I really liked where this one was going – although your character likely DID NOT.
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One of my 10 here came from the Queen’s contest, albeit with some changes. She deemed it something along the lines of “Not a story, but it cracked me up” or some such. And since I still have a few more to write, we’ll see if I have to dip in any more!
Thanks for slummin’ down here with the great unwashed, unpublished writers. Now go on back up to the suite level!
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