This is a mans story of a meeting with a zombie last halloween in London.
‘I was driving the black cabs around London doing the late night shift. We had just entered what is known as ‘witching hour’ on Halloween but I have never really been interested in that nonsense.
This particular night I was driving and I seen a young girl in an all white dress flag me down. She looked a little spooky but on Halloween you think nothing of it. I slowed down and she climbed into the cab.
Where to? I asked her.
She didn’t respond at first she gazed at the house she had just left.
Take me to Hampstead Heath she said slowly. I gazed at her as she pulled out a small piece of rope and began playing with it. I began to drive.
I noticed she had blood on her hands and face and she was dressed a bit raggy.
Been to a Halloween party? I asked.
She continued playing with the rope.
No. I dont have the time anymore for parties. I just paid a visit to my ex boyfriend she said.
He lives in a nice area of London. My grandmother used to live in this area. I grew up here. I said
As I passed a streetlamp I seen her face light up she didn’t seem right.
Is everything OK? I asked.
Yes can you hurry up please I dont have long. I need to be at Hampstead Heath. She said.
OK sorry. So do you live with your boyfriend? I asked being a bit nosey at this strange girl in my cab.
She didn’t say anything for a few seconds.
I used to once. But not since last year. We had an argument…..she said.
Oh sorry to hear that. Its a shame when people cannot sort out issues but life is life. I hope you are happy in life now I said.
She fidgeted with the rope.
I am a little happier now. Now that I have found him and got revenge she said.
She raised her hands a little to look at the rope and the blood covered her hands. I began to get a little anxious as I didn’t quite understand this situation.
You OK? You have blood on your hands. I asked.
Its OK it isn’t my blood. She replied.
I looked at this woman acting strange in the back and as we passed a light I thought her eyes went red. I began to panic a little and was desperate to get to Hampstead Heath.
She looked at me in the mirror.
Its my ex boyfriends blood she said calmly.
I froze a little.
Why what’s happened love? I asked.
I have killed him. I have eaten his flesh and covered myself in his blood. Oh and I used this rope to strangle him to death. She said.
I paused and decided she must be joking.
I thought you was being serious then love I said grinning.
She didn’t smile back and carried on playing with the rope.
Sounds like you have had a fun night then I said.
She didn’t smile and continued acting strange.
So what did he do to deserve that? I asked smiling.
She looked at me again.
Last year he murdered me using this rope. He brutally attacked me and strangled me to death in our home after I found out about him and another woman. So he decided to shut me up and bury me she said.
I froze a little concerned.
Look love if something has happened to you shouldn’t I take you to the police so you can report it? I said.
Its too late for that. They didn’t take me being missing seriously and didn’t even look for me. Apparantly my ex boyfriend told people I had ran off with some man and used my phone and told my friends I had. No one believed or knew I was dead. Now I returned for my revenge.
She leaned forward and showed me rope burns round her neck.
My heart began to race quick and this was a situation where I was way out of my depth.
Death will come to us all. Death came to me and now death came to him. I dont wait around for Karma. I am Karma. He died at the hands of the person he murdered in evil. He created evil and gave birth to this. She said.
Seriously love you are scaring me now. I suggest you tell your parents or the police if you have been a victim of crime. I said.
I speeded up to get to Hampstead Heath quicker.
If people knew the truth of the horrors of what happens after death and the monsters and worlds you are exposed to then no one would want to die and no one would want anyone else to die. She said.
Life is a beautiful paradise taken for granted. She said.
What are you? I asked.
I dont know. I just awoke crawling from my grave to return here. I remembered everything.
Are you going to kill me? I asked scared.
I was relieved for the glass in between me and her in the taxi.
Maybe, maybe not. Depends if you dont take me to Hampstead Heath she said.
I am going there now we are nearly there. I said.
I arrived at Hampstead heath.
Just round this corner and down the dirt track she said.
I stopped down a farm road facing some woods. My lights lit up the small forest.
She leaned forward near the glass.
Thank you. She whispered and her glews lit up red.
I unlocked the doors for her and she climbed out and walked slowly and strangely towards the woods in the beam of my car headlights she passed the first trees and entered the forests and I could still see her clearly. Then before my eyes she vanished into thin air…..
I drove off as quick as I could….
Upon arrival back at the cab office I told my fellow drivers…. And upon inspection of the back of my cab…. Was the small blood stained piece of rope…..