The Zombie That Ate My Co-Workers

[jackofallgeeks]

The door whined on it's hinges as I pushed it open. With the power out it was dark and hot inside. Sections of the false floor had been pulled up in places exposing metal struts and corded bundles of wires. The air smelled like rotting meat. The door swung shut behind me and in the sudden gloom my flashlight seemed inadequate. There was a fleshy squyelching sound coming from one of the back offices, punctuated now and again by hollow cracking sounds. I turned the corner around a blood-splattered cubical and there it was -- the zombie that ate my co-workers.