Blue Zone Zyracuse

Fed Up

Everyone sees it as damnation. “How could this happen?”, they say, “What did I do to deserve this?” Oh yes, they will say I, because in these times no one person considers another. I however see it differently. The bills were piling up, the jobs were getting cut faster than checks at the banks, the…

March 13, 2009
Blue Zone Zyracuse 07: An Old Friend

“An Old Friend” by Chris Sinclair Read by Chris Sinclair Music by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Right-click to download.

March 13, 2009
Contrast

Meaker awoke from another dream. “Did you have the same dream?” Slater said while sitting next to him. Both had a heavy coating of mud on their uniforms, the retreat from Yonkers had gone bad resulting in the two cut off from the rest of the unit.,All of whom were now dead or dying. “No,…

March 1, 2009
Ravage

They rip apart our families… They tear open our hearts… They unleash our inner fear… Progressing slowly through the streets, Groaning loudly and smelling of rotting flesh, Dripping blood and gore where they walk, Leaving a path of decay, I won’t let them get me. I won’t be weak. I shall be strong in this…

February 26, 2009
Be Strong

Richard Garfield had suffered many hardships throughout his life. Countless women he fell for sought only to use him, leaving him heartbroken. He had been the victim of corrupt employers who cheated him out of money. In time he barely had enough to live under a roof. It seemed as if poor Richard had been…

February 19, 2009
The Hunt is On!

It’s funny, the things that you miss, no matter how insignificant. For as long as I can remember, mid-February meant heading out to a local park and searching for a tiny plastic medallion. I never found the Syracuse Winterfest Medallion, but I came close. I was in Burnet Park, no more than 20 feet from…

February 17, 2009
I Hate Erin McGraw

I hate Erin McGraw. I hate her and her smiley-faced ZED. I hate her and her smiley-faced ZED and that stupid nickname she gave me. I hate her, her ZED, my nickname, and how she acts during missions. I hate that I didn’t see that ghoul coming up from behind. I hate how close to…

February 12, 2009
Audition

I always write under a pen name. No one can know who I am. It helps with the marketing. Without marketing, I’m talentless. Hungry. The mystery helps keep me fed. Outside the fence, I’d be zombie food. Inside, I’m a ghost. It’s better that way. At first, I tried humor. I thought people had enough…

February 11, 2009
Ha-Ha, You’re Dead!

We ran in such a panic. It was scary. The monsters kept growing in numbers and circling us. There was no place to run to, and I didn’t know where to go! I closed my eyes and covered my head with my arms. Then Amelia hit my head really hard and yelled “HA HA! YOU’RE DEAD!” I…

February 10, 2009
Forgotten Seasonal Shadow

Feb. 2nd Happy Groundhogs Day! If the groundhog was smart he’d keep in his burrow. Unless he was a early riser, then in that case that poor groundhog was as good as Z-chow. Although the sun was covered by snow clouds you could see the sun beaming through. I prayed Spring would arise early. No…

February 2, 2009
Steve Golden, Retriever

“Hey, it’s Steve, isn’t it? What’s the matter, mac?” “I have the most depressing job in the Zone, Ron.” “I hear that from a lot of people who are trying to score a free burger. Go cry on somebody else’s shoulder–I cook rats for a living.” “I go out and pick up the pistols that…

January 20, 2009