~ By Jeff Salter
Hi Everybody. It’s Melina here. Today we’re lucky to have another fun writing prompt. And for those of you who are looking to exercise your NaNoWriMo muscles, this is perfect! It doesn’t have ninjas, but it does have zombies.
So get writing! If you try this, leave a comment and let us know how it went. Good luck, and have fun! 🙂
It was Maura’s worst nightmare, but she was wide awake. And everything so improbable that it seemed like a really bad movie … but wasn’t. This was life and death – real life and real death – at the decayed hands of an isolated ‘tribe’ of ghoulish zombies!
Maura could not recall how she got here. She didn’t even know the other two captives, both men. They were tied to posts, but Maura was held firmly by a huge, strong zombie enforcer with disgusting breath.
The zombie chieftain stood extremely close and groped her body. Which was worse: the putrid stink of his un-dead body … or the feel of his bony hands? Maura nearly retched.
Suddenly, he cackled insanely and whispered into her ear: “Normally, we’d simply eat you … piece by piece. And, of course, you’d scream with every bite until you pass out from the blood loss.” He licked Maura’s face … his tongue had the texture of rancid coffee grounds. “But I’ve decided to make YOU a bit more of a sport. We’ll have a chase.”
Maura looked nervously over at the two bound men.
The chieftain addressed his ravenous tribesmen. “I’m going to let the woman go … and give her one hour’s head start. Then we’ll track her down and eat her … slowly. Painfully.” He cackled again. “Female flesh is especially delicious.”
“There’s no sport in turning me loose for an hour. Even if I out-run you, I’ll die out there in the wilderness … or jungle. Or wherever this insane camp is.”
There was a flicker of thought somewhere deep in those dead eyes. “Very well … I’ll give you one of the men to take with you. Perhaps it’s possible to escape — you and the one you select. But you’re also choosing which one will die, because we’ll eat the one you leave behind … before we begin chasing you. Choose wisely.”
Maura turned and looked at the two captive men. “Who are they?”
The chieftain pointed to the one who looked like a model for the cover of a romance novel — strong, muscular, impossibly handsome. “He’s a television soap opera star in Spain.”
The other man looked like the skinny nerd who’d sat behind her in college science class. “That ugly one is from Italy,” said the chieftain. “He’s an engineer and inventor. If you’re wondering, both of them speak English. Now choose!”
“Can I ask each man a question first?”
“One question … only one. To each man. Ask quickly and then you have one minute to decide who goes with you.”
What does Maura ask the good-looking Spanish TV star?
What is his reply?
What does Maura ask the ugly Italian engineer and inventor?
What is his rely?
Which man does Maura choose to assist her escape from the ghoulish zombies?
Jeff Salter has completed seven novel manuscripts, three of which he considers chick lit. He also co-authored two non-fiction books with a royalty publisher, in addition to an encyclopedia article and a signed chapter. Jeff has also published articles, book reviews, and over 120 poems. His writing has won nearly 40 awards, including several in national contests. He’s a retired librarian, a decorated Air Force veteran, and a published photo journalist. He’s married with two children and six grandchildren.