The body came in late in the evening. The undertaker began the embalming process right away. He didn’t notice the body moving until it opened its eyes. The undertaker jumped back. The body sat up, ripping out the tubes. Naked it walked out of the room and down the road.
I'm a pulp fiction writer (mostly horror)I write pulp novelettes about zombies, killers, speculative futures, and some non-horror genres. But this blog is for promoting my book THE HARVESTING ROOM and giving my personal opinions on Palin and the ever scary Tea Pary Movement. THE HARVESTING ROOM is a fictional look at what would happen if these loons ever get control of the Government of the United States. It's a pulp speculative novelette. Go to my facebook fan site or author site and pick up a book or two!!
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