does explain the smell coming from your room sometimes.â
âI donât think thatâs âcause Iâm a zombie,â I said truthfully. Then I added, âBut Iâve got some more bad news.â
âWhat?â asked Mum nervously.
âI forgot my report card.â
Mum and Dad laughed. âHmm,â said Mum. âI think weâll let you get away with it this time.â
By the time we stepped out through the front door, the sky was filled with stars and the streetlamps were glowing.
âWow! Thatâs bright,â said Sophie gazing at the closest one.
âYouâll get used to it.â
âDo you think Iâm . . . ?â
I nodded. Iâd realised the truth when we were leaving. Iâd switched to infrared vision and it was then that I noticed Sophie glowing blue like me, instead of orange like normal humans.
She stopped in shock.
âDonât worry,â I told her. âNobody else will notice that youâre now completely brain-dead.â
âGreat! Thanks a lot!â
âPlenty more where that came from,â I told her with a grin.
âBut why donât I want to attack anyone?â she asked me.
âI wonder,â I said slowly. âI saw Nurse Nellie adding white powder to the medicine earlier. Maybe she mixed sugar in with the formula. Maybe she tweaked it so youâd want lollies instead of brains?â
âI really could murder a lollipop right now, I know that,â agreed Sophie. âBut why?â
I shrugged. âIt couldâve been accidental. She probably didnât realise itâd make you crave sugar.â
âWhat is that thing ?â Sophie said suddenly, gazing again at one of the streetlamps, where a bright blue shape could now be seen swooping at the insects clustered around the light.
I recognised the shape straight away. âCorvus,â I explained. So that was why my pet zombie raven always wanted to go out at night!
âHeâs beautiful,â breathed Sophie.
A trail of electric blue light followed the bird as he dived and plunged.
Michael jogged up to us. âDid you see me blind her with the glitter? I was really fast. Like this . . .â He windmilled his arms around, almost knocking himself off his own feet. âI just hateto think what would have happened to you guys if I hadnât been there. You wouldnât have had a chance!â
âAbsolutely,â I said, trying not to laugh. âYou saved the day.â
âWhen the guys find out my brother is a zombie . . .â he began.
âYou canât tell anyone,â I interrupted.
âWhat?!â Michael looked stunned. âBut why . . .â
âCause Iâll be locked up,â I told him. Then I added, â If anyone believes you.â
Michaelâs face fell.
âAnyway, youâre better off pretending to be a Duff,â I said.
âA Duff?â
âSomeone who doesnât know zombies exist. That way, if you get attacked, they wonât expect you to fight back,â I explained.
âEspecially not with glitter,â said Michael, digging around in his pocket and pulling out a handful of glittering specks. âThey wonât expect that.â
âYouâre right,â I agreed. â Nobody would expect you to fight zombies with glitter!â
Also by C.M. Gray
Zombiefied!
Zombiefied!: Infected
Zombiefied!: Outbreak
Coming later in 2016
Zombiefied!: Apocalypse
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