You can't call them Zombies!

Thank you to all of you who voted. The end result is that more people wanted to participate, so I’m going to start it today and allow a new poll to go until Friday.

You can’t call them Zombies!

The darkness crept along the path as Kyle walked along. His eyes darted back and forth searching the shadows. The news stories were mentioning crazy things for the past hour. Things about cannibals running rampant among the citizens, eating and devouring each other. Kyle figured it was crazy, and knew things like that only happened in movies, or T.V. shows, not in real life. Regardless, his mother called after him before he left, “Honey be careful, the news is talking about crazy people out there.”

He thought about responding to her, but she was well drunk by then and it wouldn’t have been a fair argument. She had a tendency to get paranoid about anything on the news, and it drove him nuts most times. He still remembered the day that she wouldn’t let him go to school because of the Columbine shootings. It was all the way across the country, but she kept him home for two weeks because she could. Today he didn’t care, if the news was right, he needed to be with his girlfriend, she had called him after the first report of an incident in his town, which was an hour ago.

She had been freaking out because she swore she saw one of those cannibals hanging around her neighborhood. He still remembered her exact words, “I saw one. He ran after my neighbor and tackled her. Please come.”

That was all he needed to hear, he headed out immediately.

Now he stood at the entrance to the park and the short cut to his girlfriend’s house and heard the shuffling of footsteps nearby. Kyle’s skin crawled at the low animalistic groan emanated from the shadows. With his pulse quickening, he looked over at the silent and well lit street he stood on. It would take fifteen more minutes to get to his girlfriend’s house, and it could be too late, or he could be there in five minutes by cutting through the park.

Which choice should Kyle make?
1.) Cut through the park and get to his terrified girlfriend faster?
2.) Stay along the well lit streets, and be there fifteen minutes later?

You choose for Kyle. I’ll follow the choice you want. I hope you enjoy this story as this is just the beginning and I plan to keep it going for as long as people remain interested in the plot.