Zombie Barbie of the Dead

Morris: Zombie Barbie of the Dead

October 2012

There was no warning, no portent of any sort. It just happened. One crisp Sunday afternoon Lady McKee was coming home with her friend Mr. Brown. The world was safe and we were secure in our comforting routine existence, the next moment it was all gone. If she knew the horror that awaited her in her own home... I wonder if she would have turned back.

On this autumn day Mr. Brown pulled the car into the drive way of the McKee home, Lady McKee got out of the car to get the gate as she pulled the huge wooden gate open and walked onto the deck she screamed, a scream that will never leave her. A sign on the wall foretold what was to come next “DANGER Zombie Feeding Area”. Strewn around under that fateful sign were body parts, hardly anything left from the past victims. Ironically the pile of guns laid at their feet were still mostly full of ammo. Something happened here... Something bad... But what?

As Mr. Brown parked the car and walked up to the gruesome scene Lady McKee had somewhat recovered and to her, there was no turning back. This was her house, her home and she was going to take it back, take it ALL back. Gathering her resolve she started for the pile of weapons and split them 50/50 with Mr. Brown. Then, loaded and prepared themselves for the worst.

Pausing at the door, noting the flaking white paint she listened. Satisfied that she could not hear anything from the other side she twisted the handle, opening the door and going into the darkness beyond.  Lady McKee advanced inside the home slowly when a pale white hand that shot out of the darkness of another room, the first answer to what happened here zombies, the sign wasn’t make believe. As it approached her moaning arms out and desperately trying to grab her, Lady McKee scrabbled for her weapon, brought the gun up alongside her waist, pointed it into the darkness where two dull eyes stared back at her. One shot rang out loudly, causing two others zombies in the hallway to notice the fresh meat that walked into the home. Lady McKee staggered backward as Mr. Brown who had her back shouldered into the room and shot. A bullet from his gun whipped past her and slammed into the fallen zombie’s skull. He said "always double tap".

Lady McKee looked up and in the hallway were 2 little golden haired girls; the new advancing zombies. Deliberately pacing her shots, Lady McKee with tears in her eyes started firing at the two little girls and her attackers started falling. as the duo moved over the girls body’s and down the hallway into the living room more figures lurched from the couch. Then despite her methodicalness with an unfamiliar weapon, Lady McKee's gun jammed as she was in the doorway. Stumbling over the mounting pile of bodies behind her Lady McKee fell down as the zombies began to approach. Mr. Brown seeing the failure of her gun began to fire faster in rising panic. He pulled Lady McKee back though the house onto the deck to regroup.

Fortuitously, Mr. McKee arrived on the scene at the same time, seeing his wife covered in blood and gunpowder on the back deck with a hurt leg. He knew she could no longer continue clearing their home, Mr. McKee took up the gun and with fierce determination he marches into the house and hears the scratching… rapping on the bedroom door…

As Mr. McKee opened the bedroom door, she was there… all of her pink bloody horror… Zombie Barbie. We’re not even sure she knew what she was. She turned, rising off the bed and said “I’m Barbie, do you want to play?” Mr. McKee started laying rounds into her she was advancing. Because Mr. Mckee just arrived on the scene he hadn’t known the walking nightmares needed to be shot in the head and he was pumping her full of lead in the body, Lady McKee came up behind him and with one aimed shot, shot her in the head… dead.. The McKee’s were safe and their home secure.  The sign outside was finally wrong, this was no longer a Zombie Feeding Area, but a Zombie Death Trap instead.