Kelly hears a bump in the night

Kelly fell quickly asleep. Jace sat on the side of the bed, running his fingers through his hair. Occasionally, he would glance back over his shoulder at the lovely girl that was his sister. "Christ, Jace...what the fuck was that!?" he asked himself. Everything seemed to blur together after he'd entered the bathroom to help her. "She's your sister for God's sake!" She was sleeping soundly, her smooth thighs slightly scissoring together...

Kelly dreamt of a dark field. She wore only a long white sweater that came down to the middle of her thighs and knee high, fur trimmed boots; the same outfit she'd worn when she'd lost her virginity in High School. Her soft hair cascaded down her back in the moonlight. Moans filled the darkness. Moans and rot and hunger. She turned her face up to the full moon and felt its cool light tickle her eyelids as the noises grew louder and louder. She blushed as she felt warm liquid drip out of her smoothly shaven sex and hit the dark grass beneath her.

The groans and moans were getting louder. She could start to see shapes emerging from the treeline. Kelly's breath caught as she saw them approach. Hideous. Disgusting. She bit her lip, and gingerly slid her palm between her legs. She held the glistening wet fingers up to the moonlight; and shook her head in defiance even as her breath caught.

Suddenly, from behind, she felt cold hands clamp down on her upper arms. She was dragged backwards and spun around so fast she tumbled to her knees. The loud groan that sounded inches from her ear; the withered hands on her breasts... Kelly gasped as she felt its cold member bounce against her spread legs. "Why can't I close them?!" she thought in terror as she felt its cold member press into her wet and quivering sex. Her eyes glistened in the moonlight as the others approached in the darkness...

THRUMP!

Kelly awoke with a start. Jace lay beside, nude and asleep. She looked down at her own nude body, and suddenly remembered what had happened. "What the hell came over us?" she wondered. She quietly slid off the bed, the moonlight casting its pale hue into the darkened window. She wrapped the sheet around her and stepped to see what was happening the in the yard.

It was big. She watched the zombie stumble through the back yard. It wore coveralls..."Could it be?" she wondered. She turned back to her brother. "No." she thought. "If it isn't him, then I'll have woken him up for nothing." Kelly took a deep breath, and steeled her resolve.

She silently descended the stairs, listening to its bumps and stumbles. She could only imagine how much Jace would love to kill Bobby for what he'd done. If he'd gotten free, the old man must surely be dead, and he'd have fully changed.

In her anxiousness to know, she through caution to the wind and flung the front door open. It was walking away from her. "Dammit..." Kelly started to walk towards it, her heart racing. The wind whipped her hair and the thin sheet in cold night. "I have to know! It its Bobby then who knows where it'll end up by morning" She slid the high heels off and silently padded through the large back yard wearing only a clasped together sheet.

She was gaining on it fast. It walked with a stumbling and unsure gate, a low constant groan emanating from its throat. She saw it wore only coveralls. "Its him!" she thought in her excitement. "Oh, fuck it!" she said, and let the wind rip the sheet from her body so she could run faster. Her gorgeous body aglow in pale moonlight, Kelly sprinted across the grass, her toned and lovely body a masterpiece of the human form. She ran within 30 feet of it and harshly whispered "Bobby!"

Slowly, it stopped, and turned around. The wind shifted, and her senses were filled with the horror before her. She looked around. The house was 100 yards behind her now, uphill. "Oh God! Jace! Jace!" she yelled as she saw its face, but her curse was lost on the mad, whipping wind.