I think my cold is finally on its way out. How, you say, do I know that? Well, I took one look at today’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt, and I went directly to the dark side. That shows my brain is finally firing most of its neurons.
Today’s offering may or may not be a zombie apocalypse story–I’ll leave that up to you. It may or may not take place in the near future–I’ll leave that up to you, as well.
What I do know was it was gratifying to be able to conceive of something and have it come to me almost instantly–and with no nose-blowing or coughing interruptions. [Knocks on wood.]
The story is “Death Throes,” and, as usual, if you don’t see the link on the title, scroll to the Friday Fictioneers tab at the top of the page, hover your cursor over it, then select the story from the drop-down list.