Zombies, A Triptych of Horror

While on a run the other night I got to thinking about zombie stories. Yes, it was night, and consequently, it was dark, but that had little to do with this particular noodling. As I’ve run through the moon shade of the madronas, I been much more concerned about the mountain lion that’s been prowling our forest than the remote possibility of the undead gnawing on my knees.

I can think of only three kinds of zombies in horror. In all cases, these former people end up playing the role of antago...