• She woke with a jump. Flashes of her dream danced in her eyes as the flames of real life slapped her with extreme force. Then a burn in her throat. Crap this is really real she thought. Her room was on fire! She jumped up, shielding her mouth with her arm. After looking around for about five seconds her window screamed GET OUT. Her body felt weightless as the air rushed through the window and through her hair. Finally the Earth said hello in her cruel way. Her head split as it knocked onto the pavement of New York. Black washed over her eyes. Yet she could still feel herslef. Her sense of being. But no strength woke her. My name. My name was the last thing her brain thought.
    "Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems of someone I've never met."
    "Help!" she yelled suprisingly with a lot of energy. Her eyes were open and all she could see was a blue sky. Crystal clouds lazily gliding past. She sat up to get a better look at her surroudings. It was still New York. Grey cement, lighted shops, and towers of every color. Paper skidding across the streets. It was quiet. And that was new. Suddenly her eyes felt warm. Tears slid down her cheeks until her entire face felt numb. She stood up. "Who am I to you! I need somebody!" Her words felt lonely as they echoed in the lost city. All around her a life now gone weeped with her. But then the sun smiled. The familiar warmth glowed on her skin. It's Sunday she remebered. A voice sang across to her. " That maybe all I need. In darkness she is all I see! Come rest your bones with me. Driving slow on a Sunday morning and I never want to leave!" A male voice. Strong with the sweet harmony of practice makes perfect. Turning a small bit to the left she saw a man about twenty-five. "Hey now you ain't supposed to be crazy till the undead phase." He smiled like everything was normal. "My name is Harmon J. Jangst. What do you call yourself?" His calm happy expression came off a little bizarre. But any feelings of uncertainty left quickly. "Um my name is..I..I..don't know.." He smiled still. "Your name is Idk from now on. K?" She nodded still confused. What is going on she thought. "Btw we're zombies." Harmon remarked. Her eyes widened.
    "Something was bound to go right today. All these broken peices fit together to make a perfect picture of us"