Holiday from Hell

A 100 word short story

Photo by Rocker Sta on Unsplash

Passenger patience was fraying even before they were crammed onto humid, sweat dripping buses.

Delays, followed by gate changes, had soiled holiday spirits.

Moods dampened further as the doors stayed closed, awaiting the crew.

A frustrated mass of garishly clothed prisoners.

Then, angry shouts followed by terrified screams.

Red eyed, foaming at the mouth, the snarling man bit a chunk from his friend’s cheek, infecting him first.

The savaging had begun.

It spread quickly through the panicking sacks of flesh.

Frantic pounding on glass became deadly lurking silence.

As the doors hissed open, the raging horde swarmed to murderous freedom.

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So we’re just back from our first vacation of the year. Most folks go on holiday and think about getting some sun, seeing new places or just relaxing by the pool. As we stood on a locked bus, waiting to board our plane for sunnier climes, my first thought was, “What if there was a zombie on board this bus and we can’t get out?” I guess horror writers really do think differently from normal people!

Anyway, hope you enjoyed it.

Thanks for reading. Until next time.