{"id":851,"date":"2008-10-29T22:18:06","date_gmt":"2008-10-30T02:18:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zyracuse.com\/?p=851"},"modified":"2009-03-22T13:37:10","modified_gmt":"2009-03-22T17:37:10","slug":"silent-vengance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zyracuse.com\/?p=851","title":{"rendered":"Silent Vengeance"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/zyracuse.com\/images\/titles\/silentvengeance.jpg?resize=463%2C173&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"463\" height=\"173\" \/><\/p>\n<p>He was tall, thin, dressed in black, alone, and undead. But there was no mistaking him. Even for a zombie, he was an unusual shade of bright white. Under the gore, it was greasepaint. Under his right eye, a black isosceles pointed down like an inverted tear.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Uptown! Check this shit out! It&#8217;s him!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Who?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That bum who used to beg tips off people. Here ya go, buddy.&#8221; Parker swung his pole towards the tall man&#8217;s face, breaking his nose. &#8220;I always wanted to do that.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;From over by Carousel? The one with the cardboard sign?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Naw. This guy was downtown by the bus stops. Usually on Salina. Miming. Worst mime in the world. It&#8217;s a wonder anyone ever gave him anything.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, he isn&#8217;t miming anything anymore. Kill him before he calls for backup.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No way. This creep gets special treatment. Give me your rope.&#8221; They stepped back while Parker tied a bowline, then moved forward together as Uptown nicked the Zombie&#8217;s throat with a machete to stop the moan. Uptown slipped the loop over the Z&#8217;s head, jerked the rope, and secured the other end to a standpipe with a taut-line hitch.<\/p>\n<p>They stood a yard from the zombie as it clawed the air uselessly, its mouth flapping up and down noiselessly, the rope working its way into the notch Uptown had cut.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You know, this is the first time in my life I haven&#8217;t minded looking at a mime. That&#8217;s a pretty good invisible box he&#8217;s doing.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Dude, you can&#8217;t make eye contact with them. They&#8217;ll never let you alone until you pay them.&#8221; He karate-kicked the zombie in the chest, sending him backwards. &#8220;That&#8217;s all you&#8217;re getting from me, buddy.&#8221; The Z wasted no time and flew forward, straining against the rope.<\/p>\n<p>Uptown grabbed his friend&#8217;s arm in alarm but did not swing the two-by-four he was carrying. &#8220;Dude. That rope looks like it&#8217;s going to&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But the cord did not break. Instead, the zombie&#8217;s body pitched forward with the top of its spinal cord showing, launching its severed head toward Parker. Parker would later swear that its mouth had formed a perfect O.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I have never seen anything as funny as that in my entire fucking life.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;If I had a buck, I&#8217;d tip him.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I wouldn&#8217;t,&#8221; Parker said, lining up the severed white head with his shoelaces and sending it face first into the concrete wall of what used to be the Grand Central Deli. &#8220;Mimes freak me out.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>He was tall, thin, dressed in black, alone, and undead. But there was no mistaking him. Even for a zombie, he was an unusual shade of bright white. Under the gore, it was greasepaint. Under his right eye, a black isosceles pointed down like an inverted tear. &#8220;Uptown! 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