Zombie Land

Journee stood up and barefoot, she made her way towards the door. The path to the door was clear. She just had to pass through a number of graves. She kept moving forward but suddenly she cried with pain. The wet, cold grass had turned into a spiky, thorny grass. With every step, she would yell in pain. But her determination would not allow her to stop.

Steeping on glass like grass she kept running and running trying to get to the door. She had to get out. She must get out. She must get out at any cost. She must live. She must live for William. She must live for Zachary, to destroy his life.

The next moment her raised leg touched the ground, something suddenly froze her leg. As she was in motion and her movement was halted, she fell face down. All the tiny spiky grass poked her all over her body. She was stabbed by thousand and thousand of grass needles. Tiny drops of blood oozed out of her injuries.