rC: A quick Zombie!Jake drabble I made for a friend. Decided to post it. For some odd reason, I'm just in love with Zombies and death right now... I may need mental help. XD
rC: Anyways... Enjoy!
-.-.-
Death. That was all that could be seen, far off into the distance. Only death.
Not that you really minded anymore. After all, you were dead yourself.
Not truly dead though, as you'd quickly found out. Just… brain-dead? Yes, that was a good word. Only it was the exact opposite. Your brain was the only thing still turned on. Your limbs moved, but you didn't move them. You didn't feel them, not anymore. You couldn't feel anything anymore, honestly.
But, again, you didn't mind.
You didn't mind much of anything these days.
You didn't mind that your arm was missing, or that your jaw was out of place. You didn't mind that your flesh was rotting off your cheek, or that your eyes couldn't really focus through the fog forming on the lenses. You didn't mind that your clothes were torn and bloody, or that there was a machete stuck in your back. You didn't even mind that your beloved guns were likely somewhere miles back (or maybe just feet? You didn't care enough to look back).
Yes, being dead wasn't so bad… Not so bad at all.
-.-.-
rC: That's it! You like it? Reviews are always appreciated!
