The Undead Day Fifteen (Season Three)

by R.R. Haywood

‘Fuck off, I’ve had loads.’ ‘Yeah, loads of wanks,’ Nick laughs. ‘He almost had it,’ Blowers sets him up. ‘Ah,’ Cookey groans, ‘April, the love of my life.’ ‘Oh, god no,’ Clarence mumbles. ‘But Dave cut her head off.’