Zombies V Nun: Chapter Three
Pearl Gets a Mini-Skirt
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As
Pearl and Caleb raced to the tower steps, Pearl became aware of an extremely
loud ruckus. It was an odd mix of snarls, screeches and shockingly bad
harpsichord music. The music room, which was right next to the dormitory, had
legions of zombies hanging from the windows. Young nuns, old nuns, fat nuns and
skinny nuns. Attempting to play the triangle. Stab things with flutes. Smashing
guitars against the stone wall. And it looked like they were eating Mrs. Humperdink
(the choral director)’s brains. Frankly, Pearl was surprised that Mrs. Humperdink
had any brains. She had placed June Atkins in the mezzo-soprano section, when
she was clearly a contralto. Nevertheless, her choir-leading days were now over.
“Good
God!” yelled Caleb. “Sure doesn’t
look like The Sound Of Music anymore, does it?”
Sister
Anna Johnson flung a clarinet out the window and screeched at the top of her
now-dead-and-decaying lungs.
Pearl
cringed. “Um, Caleb, I hesitate to point this out….”
Caleb
shot her a stern look. “What is it, Pearl? Time’s a-wasting. We need to hurry.”
He grabbed her hand as they rushed down the steps.
Pearl
pointed to the bottom of the stairs. “I think we have company. And they look
hungry.”
Sure
enough, at the bottom of the spiral stairs was a horde of snarling zombies
clamoring up the tower.
“Shit!”
Caleb yelled dramatically and they stopped half-way down the steps and reversed
direction. “Run, Pearl, run!”
Pearl’s
heart nearly stopped as she felt a cold, clammy hand pinch her ankle. She
looked down and Sister Amelia’s pudgy green fingers were snagged on the bottom
of her skirt. Pearl screamed and walloped the undead sister with her whisk.
“Let….me…..go!”
As Pearl wrenched herself free from the gurgling nun, she heard a loud ripping
sound. She continued running up the stairs, but Amelia did not let go of her
skirt. By the time Pearl made it to the top of the spiral staircase, all she
had left of her lovely habit was a barely-there mini-skirt.
Caleb
raised a brow in appreciation. “Nice gams, Pearl.”
Pearl
smacked him on the shoulder with her potato masher. “Really, Caleb!”
He
snickered, but sobered quickly as the zombies approached the top of the
staircase. “We gotta get out of here. I have an idea!”
Pearl
slipped the potato masher and whisk into her black wool belt and followed Caleb
through a window.
“What
are we doing?” Pearl whispered hoarsely as they stood on the edge of a balcony
overlooking the courtyard.
Caleb
pointed to the garage at the other side of the square. “We’re heading there. If
we can grab a couple of Vespas, we can make it to the vintner’s cottage. Ready,
Pearl?”
She
nodded.
And
then they jumped……
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For Chapter Two, go here.
Chapter Four (Pearl Learns To Use A Chain-Saw) will be up tomorrow.
Ciao!
Penny
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