The Hungry Wife

Marc's lack of knowledge puts him in a terrible position when he discovers his wife has turned a Zombie.

Marc was a very upstanding man who valued a good days work, and thus always did what he was supposed to. So, it was quite a surprise when one day, after many hours at work, he found his otherwise lovely wife Susan chewing through the skull of the neighbours' twenty year old son. This was naturally a rather abnormal situation. After all, this had never happened before. Susan was very much like Marc, an upstanding citizen. Why she had decided to take this approach to... communicating, with the neighbours was beyond his understanding. It also worried him somewhat that maybe dinner wasn't ready yet. He was starving. He caught himself wondering if Susan's odd behaviour was caused by sudden hunger. Regardless, he felt it was best to discuss this with her inside.

“Susan?” he said, calling her attention. She looked up wearily, her mouth agape, and her eyes vacant. Some might say they looked dead. In fact, her entire body seemed as rigid as a corpse, and her movements were highly irregular. Susan's new appearance was startling to say the least.

“Susan. We need to talk about what just happened.” Marc continued, and proceeded through the front door of their wonderful house. Susan followed, her every move a twitch. She let out a moan.

“I know, this isn't much fun for me either.” Marc said without considering what was really happening to his wife.

Marc had moved directly to the kitchen, where he was disappointed to find that no dinner had been made. So he settled for a glass of water for now. Just as he moved away from the kitchen sink, Susan crashed into it, with her arms stretched out, as if trying to grab something. This had caused the dishes in the sink to fly out and shatter against the floor. Marc looked at her in confusion.

“Susan. Just why are you behaving like this? This is not at all like you! Just what is the matter?”

Another long, drawn out moan, before she started moving towards him.

“Oh no!” he said, with a hint of anger in his eyes, “You're not getting out of this with sex. This is inexcusable. You were eating the neighbours' son for Christ's sake!”

Marc quickly left the kitchen and entered the living room, where he casually turned the TV on.

“Susan. You have to say something. The neighbours are going to wonder what happened. And they're going to find out it was you.”

Susan simply kept moving towards Marc without uttering a single word. She had her arms stretched out as far as she could manage, and there was something ferocious in her eyes. She looked more like a beast than a human being. Very briefly, Marc noticed there was a news report on TV, which there never was at this time here. He heard the word Zombie mentioned, and one or two of their characteristics. He glanced at Susan again. He could not deny that she was not dissimilar to the description.

“I do say Susan... Are you... a zombie?”

Susan moaned again, and lunged for Marc, who threw himself out of the way.

“Please, honey. Can't we talk about this like adults? Did I do something wrong?”

Susan did not seem very keen on listening to his words. She just seemed very, very hungry for his flesh.

“Well, if this is the way it's going to be, maybe I should just leave.” Marc said before going back the way he had come. He was however not given the chance to leave the house before someone else entered from the other side. Marc was surprised to see the Neighbours' son.

“Oh Johnny. You're alive!” he exclaimed, before Johnny threw himself forwards, sinking his teeth into Marc's chest. Just as this happened, his wife attacked from behind. In that moment, he knew he had made many fatal mistakes. It was over. Soon he would join his wife Susan, and the neighbours' son, Johnny as a zombie.