A deserted mall?

I made my way to the food court, looking around as I went. The whole mall seemed to be totally deserted, like people had been here, then suddenly left. Half eaten food dotted several table tops, and overturned chairs were strewn everywhere. Pretzel Logic, Orange Julius, Carmine's Pizza, and The Doggie Do were all deserted.

"Hello?" I shouted. My voice carried, but no reply came except the muzak. "Anyone here?" I yelled again. Still no response except for the Percy Sledge rendition of Metallica's "Enter Sandman." The mall prides itself on being progressive with its muzak.

As I passed by the stage in the middle of the mess, a hand reached out from under the skirting, and grabbed my ankle. I gasped and jumped.

"Shh! Don't make any noise!" a voice said. "Crawl under here, quickly, before they see you."

I got down on my hands and knees, and crawled under the stage. I was surprised to see Nedra Peyton, a cute, sassy redhead I went to school with. She worked at Carmine's Pizza parttime after school.

"What are you doing under there?" I asked. "What's going on?"

Nedra looked at me. Fear was all over her face. "Just get under here before they see you."

It was all so strange, but I was sure something weird was going on. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled under the stage with Nedra. "Who are they?" I asked her in whispered tones.

"I'm not sure what they are, but I know who they were" Nedra said. "Every man in the mall changed into them. They looked like zombies, and acted like zombies. Only these zombies turned on every male who didn't change. Oh God Tara! They ripped them apart and ate their cocks! It was horrible! Then they went after all the women, and they started **** them, or they carried them off to somewhere else. I managed to crawl under here before any of them saw me. I watched the whole thing." She started crying and shaking uncontrollably. I finally pulled her close to me and let her sob quietly into my shoulder.

"Did you see Spyder here?" I asked, once she calmed down.

"Yes, he was here. He turned into one of them" Nedra told me. "He carried off Darlene Jensen, that uppity blonde cheerleader. That was the last I saw of him or her." She took a deep breath. "The women I saw being **** screamed at first. But after the zombies started fucking them, they acted like they enjoyed it. The zombies acted like typical males and passed out after they came inside the women."

Yeah, I knew what that was like. Spyder passed out a lot after I let him cum inside me. I was thinking about how mad that made me when we suddenly heard a noise that made both of us jump. We both froze in fear. The noise came again. It sounded like a staggering drunk who kept running into things. The noise seemed to be getting closer. We both peeked out from under the stage. There, staggering from table to table, was Darlene Jensen, totally naked. "Help me!" she called out. "Somebody please help me!"

I looked at Nedra. "What do you think?" I whispered.

"It could be a trap" she responded.

"But she might really need help." I thought about it and decided to...