Zombelgangers // Marc Horne

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Everyone had expected zombies and in a way were looking forward to it. After all of that TV about it, ┬ápeople just sort of felt it was coming and they had had time to look at the pros as well as the cons. Caving in your neighbor’s skull with a shovel… and it was All Cool. ┬áThat had appeal. But the plague of weaponized people that came was much worse because you couldn’t kill them. Because they were you.

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First incident was a man who woke up in bed with his own Doppelganger. Freaked out, lost his shit, homo anxiety. Then he recognized a droopy mole on the belly and then a face on this other head. But of course he didn’t believe he was really seeing a clone of his own face so he took a swing at it. And the face caved in like melon rinds, and a pound of blood and maggots fell out of it and then both the man and his dupe dropped dead on the floor.

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There were more and more of them popping up over time, but really slowly. Slowly enough that it just sounded like bullshit, more and more people woke up with a doppelganger or found one curled up next to the fridge. Always the fridge. Humming. Continue reading

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