Attention, Shoppers (Everyday Terror)

by Blair Daniels

“Then just listen to my confession, and pray to God that I don't go to Hell.”

My thoughts were cut off by a piercing war cry. Neha was running, full force, towards the zombie who’d just burst inside. Chair raised above her head. Her baby—her fucking baby!—still in the carrier strapped to her chest.

Anyway… Thanks for reading. And, if you’re ever in a store and hear a strange warning over the intercom… Run.