For this year’s A to Z Challenge, I’m writing drabbles based on words I got from a random word generator. A drabble is a short piece of fiction of exactly 100 words.
I shifted uncomfortably. Hours in a makeup chair made parts of my body I didn’t know I had go numb.
“Almost finished,” Corey said. “You look like a proper corpse.”
This was meant to be a compliment. I was playing a zombie in Corey’s short horror film, after all.
Corey dropped the makeup brush. “You know why zombies are scary?” He leaned close, his eyes intense. “They remind us that death is always stalking us. It’s there, ambling along, and sooner or later, it’s going to get us.”
I shuddered. “Thanks for the pep talk, buddy.”
Horror directors are weird.