, , ,

The Two sat

They said sit

We sat

Ghouls, Zombies all around

A protective circle

No one gets in

No living get out

We will feed you

You will do our bidding

You will do what these others can’t

We nodded in agreement

The man, Ralph, didn’t

He is now one

Missing his throat

The glint in his eyes

The Two chuckle

Ralph was a carpenter

So much for the discussion