Zombie retirement home

"Master! We have a slight problem" Thrasher called from the walkway.

"Thrasher I told you, you weren't to go out on to the walkway, last time you fell off and Clarabelle had to sew your arm back on"

"I know but it the escapee zombie from the other day, y'know the one that took a chunk out of the guy in the office?"

"Yes Thrasher I remember what about him?"

"Well he seems to have a think for human flesh now" Thrasher replied unsure of what it meant.

Oh now I have to deal with it Scapegrace throught to himself

"Can he be easily contained?" Scapegrace asked getting up from his chair,but as he stood the whole thing fell off the frame it was meant to be secured to. "And hows your chair?"

"I think he will be that hard to contain" Thrasher replied "And my chair is comfy thank you"

"Brilliant" Scapegrace muttered "Keep an eye on him" he walked out into the main foyer where Thrasher sat normally, dragging his broken chair behind him, he swapped it with Thrashers -Who's was intact.

"Has he moved yet?"He called through gritted teeth as he pulled Thrashers old chair into his office, leaving his for Thrasher. Walking out on to the walkway he was met but the stench of the undead. True he lost his nose and senses a long time ago but he liked to keep up the facade. Looking over the sea of mangled, bloody bodies he could see escapee who he now called Bitey.

"Where is he then?" He asked Thrasher

"Over there" Thrasher pointed to the other side of the warehouse. True to his word Bitey was there trying to break the concrete wall with his disjointed fists.

"Hw doesn't seem that bad" Thrasher mused looking at the pathetic zombie.

"Yeah, he's all cute and cuddly untill the other zombies see what he's found and want to do it too" Scapegrace scowled. "We need to get him in another room on his own and kill him" Scapegrace decided.

"But we're meant to look after them master, not kill them" Thrasher squeaked

"Thrasher do you remember a couple of years ago my zombie Hurd going ravid and trying to eat everything they saw"

"Yes"

"I do not want that to happen again, while that one is acting like that he is endangering all of our other guests" Scapegrace explained "Now I want you too go and lock him in a room on his own"

"Okay master" Thrasher mumbled shuffling off

"And pick up your feet" Thrasher started to stomp, he was going through that stage where he wore out all of his shoes within a matter of weeks.

Scapegrace watched as Thrasher lead Bitey into a room on his own. Now all he had to do was find a way kill one of his guests.

"Scrapey?" Clarabelle voice called behind him

"Out here Clarabelle" he called miserabley back

"What are you doing out here?" She asked confusion written across her face for all to see.

"I have to deal with on of the 'guests'" he replied looking down at the floor below. Thrasher had managed to get Bitey into one of the spare rooms as Clarabelle came and stood by his side.

"What's he done?" She asked watching Thrasher

"Well since he tasted human flesh he's been going loco" Scapegrace replied shortly

"So why is Gerald taking him in that room?"

"We need to isolate him, one reason is because he might set the others off and two because he needs to be killed" he looked to the side and regretted what he had just said but added "it's for the best Clarabelle, he's only going to get worse"

Clarabelle looked at the floor and said "I don't know why you have to kill him"

"I know, but it is really going to get worse"

"I guess" she finally looked up at him, with tears in her eyes .

"Sorry Clarabelle, you don't have to be here when we kill him"

"Thank you Scapegrace, but how are you going to do it? I mean it's not like it's easy trying to kill zombies"

"Well taking his head would be easiest, I just need to let China know"

"Why does China need to know?" she pulled a funny face, like she didn't know that China was the reason this place was still running.

"Because she is running this place, she's like my boss"

"She's mine too" Clarabelle admitted like it was a big secret. "I don't like her though"

"Why?"

"She looks down at me, People think I'm always with the clouds I know that, but they try and hide it, China doesn't" She looked like she was about to start crying, Scapegrace didn't know what to do when people were crying so he just walked up and rubbed her back.

"It's okay Clarabelle, if you don't want to work there you can always come and work here, with me and Thrasher"

"I could" she smiled from ear to ear. "Thank you Scrapey"