Sunday Photo Fiction: “The Undead”


Darren glances behind him. He has to be sure those mummies aren’t following them.”Katie, do you see any of them?” She peers around the side of the large red double-decker bus. 

” I – I don’t think so, I think you blew them up when we were running,” Katie gasps. Their colleague, Todd , hurriedly gets on the double-decker and hot wires it; he is the only one of them able to drive a bus.

“Quickly,” Katie shouts, “On the bus! We’ve got to outrun these beasts. They’re the undead. Darren and Todd may have blasted a few of them, but they’re relentless.” Darren steps on the bus grasping his machine gun, a fearful feeling in the pit of his stomach. 

Todd’s girlfriend Mimi, is in the back of the bus, her own machine gun pointed out a back window. Todd drives the bus, as fast he can maneuver it. The double-decker interrupts the flow of traffic and the bus is nearly hit.

The landing of heavy bodies on the top level of the double-decker makes Katie scream. Darren reloads the ammo in his machine gun and soon he is blowing the undead a part. More undead keep landing on the roof. ” Mimi, where are you?” Darren calls, overwhelmed.

Mimi arrives on the top of the bus and begins her own rampage, decimating their enemy. Finally, the lethal Prince of the undead arrives. He was mummified alive thousands of years ago and is nicknamed the Poison Asp. He is not a large man, but deadly nonetheless. 

Darren and Mimi go flying back as he appeares, falling on the top floor of the bus. The Asp is headed for Katie; he has chosen her as his new bride. 

The Prince heads for the stairs, but Darren fires his machine gun at him, distracting the Asp. Mimi stealthily tapes an explosive to the Asp’s long robes. The Prince is furious and while Darren struggles with him, Mimi rushes downstairs and yells to Todd and Katie: “Evacuate the bus.”

 Katie screams as there is an explosion atop the bus, she is sure her lover Darren is dead.

Suddenly, Darren appears running from the flaming bus.”I think the Asp is dead …” 

 The group watches the bus, driverless, headed into a dead-end street. An even more terrifying explosion, has the entire bus blown into flaming wreckage.

“He’s gotta be dead,” Mimi pants. It is then that they realize Katie is gone. A piece of parchment with the Asp’s Egyptian symbol lays where Katie last stood.

“My God,” Darren says furiously. “I’m going to kill that mummy, if it’s the last thing I do.”

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A Mixed Bag
 
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My inspiration today comes from the movie “The Mummy 2” with Brendon Frazier and Rachel Weizs. I have to say, I can watch the first two Mummy movies over and over again 🙂

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Thanks to Alistair Forbes for hosting SPF.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

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36 thoughts on “Sunday Photo Fiction: “The Undead””

    1. It’s a quandary for sure. I based this off the Mummy 2 with Brendon Frazier. He too thought he could kill the undead or at least destroy them. I guess, they would have to get rid of the Prince and then there would be no undead.

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      1. One of my favorite characters Rachel always had a certain feel to her. I found her a doctor to get her blood and somehow she talked me into trying to cure her. So I thought blood marrow, like lymphoma or other blood disease.

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    1. Thanks Al. The first two are the best. The last one is okay but not the same because it’s not in Egypt, not to mention Rachel Weisz isn’t in it and the new lady who plays Rick’s wife isn’t as good. It is good to see still but the first two are better made movies.

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