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    Zombie Tales: Spooky, #1
    Zombie Tales: Spooky, #1
    Zombie Tales: Spooky, #1
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    Zombie Tales: Spooky, #1

    By C. H. Peery

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    13 tales of zombie terror! This is a derivative work based on the old pre-code horror comics of the 1940's-1950's, laid out for you in an illustrated, short story format. 

    Zombies during this time period, usually resulted from some type of voodoo curse. They were not the zombies you find now. They were however, quite frightening in their own way. 

    Here you will meet Big Mike, a mob boss who brings his trigger man back from the dead.

    You will be introduced to a newlywed couple and a practical joke that went a bit too far. 

    Here we have an ace aviator who crashes into the jungles of Haiti. 

    You will also meet a selfish corporate CEO, who's greed knows no bounds, and so much more!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherElectron Creations
    Release dateDec 6, 2016
    ISBN9781540139351
    Zombie Tales: Spooky, #1

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      Book preview

      Zombie Tales - C. H. Peery

      SPOOKY

      ––––––––

      Volume-1: Zombie Tales

      C. H. Peery

      © 2016 by C. H. Peery

      ––––––––

      All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or by any means, including scanning, photocopying, or otherwise without prior written permission of the copyright holder.

      Digital Edition Published By Electron Creations Publishing

      First Printing, 2016

      Printed in the United States of America

      Table Of Contents

      The Corpse Who Prowled By Night

      Zombies Move By Moonlight

      Revenge Of The Zombies

      Guest of the Zombies

      Recruiting the Undead

      Out Of Their Graves They Came

      The Zombie That Walked Out Of The Sea

      The Salesman Of Death

      The Zombie Who Came To Dinner

      Zombie For Hire

      The Dead Whisper From The Grave

      Vault Of The Zombies

      And Dust Unto Dust

      Dedication

      For Cyndi L. Collins,

      You believed in me

      and taught me how to believe in myself.

      For that I will be eternally grateful!

      Rest In Peace!

      Acknowledgements

      I would like to acknowledge the following people for their help in making this dream a reality:

      My son Jamie, my go to proofreader and editor. The Fab Four: Tony Laidig, Daniel Hall, Jay Boyer and John S. Rhodes, for all the things they have taught me through their tutorials about writing, illustration, and so much more! For all my Facebook friends, too many to list here, who have cheered me on throughout this project.  If I have forgotten to mention anyone, please accept my sincerest apologies!

      I salute you all!

      Introduction

      This is a derivative work based on the old pre-code horror comics of the 1940's-1950's, laid out for you in an illustrated, short story format.

      Zombies during this time period, usually resulted from some type of voodoo curse. They were not the zombies you find now. They were however, quite frightening in their own way.

      I hope you enjoy this trip down memory lane, as you immerse yourself in these 13 zombie tales! 

      The Corpse Who Prowled By Night

      Christopher Carter was such an evil man in life that the people of the town buried his body in a mausoleum in a separate part of the cemetery. They wanted to keep his vile, hideous spirit isolated from the rest of the dead that were buried there.

      When progress threatened his ill-omened resting place, the corpse of Christopher Carter battered its way out of the mausoleum that contained him. He in turn brought a horrible wave of death and destruction to the poor people of a tiny, isolated village.

      They called the tiny village Sorrow Valley. Hidden deep in the mountains, it was a place of forbidden gloom!

      Yes, progress had come to Sorrow Valley, but what was the ultimate cost? The workers readied their equipment and soon a modern interstate highway system would cut through, exposing the village's dark secrets!

      There it is, one of the workmen stated as they approached in their truck.

      This has to be the loneliest village in the whole countryside! There won't be much excitement here for you guys while you're building this road! exclaimed the foreman as he looked around.

      Yeah, there probably isn't a bar in the whole damned town, grumbled another workman.

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      When we're through moving the graveyard to its new site, we'll run our road right over the crest of the hill and hook up with Highway 32, said Mr. Williams, the manager in charge of operations.

      We'll have all the graves exhumed by sundown, Mr. Williams, said the foreman.

      But later, as the last body is removed...Stop! You can't go any further in this direction, one of the villagers cried. We heard your highway would swing to the left of this hill! This was the very hill where the body of Christopher Carter lay in his isolated mausoleum.

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      The plans have been changed! the foreman yelled. We're going to go right over the top of that hill!

      Walter Lee...you had better tell him why they can't do that! exclaimed another frightened villager.

      No person has dared to go beyond this point in 30 years, Walter Lee stated. There is evil and death up there. That's the tomb of Christopher Carter, known as the Vulture of Sorrow Valley!

      What the...? screeched Raymond Williams. Say, look, I'm just doin' my job here. Now step aside, Lee! We're going to remove that tomb, along with the other graves!

      No! We won't let you bring evil down on us again, shouted Walter Lee.

      Sir, Christopher Carter was a crazed fiend who killed fourteen people in this valley, pleaded a village woman. Not only that, many folks also vanished under mysterious circumstances. He had the power of evil in him. If you disturb his tomb, he will return and wreak havoc on this village yet again!

      The town spokesman, Walter Lee, stepped forward and stated forcefully, We will break the skull of any man that tries to release this evil on us again! We buried his evil soul up here to keep his evil spirit away from the dead on the other side of the cemetery.

      That's nothing but a bunch of crazy, superstitious crap! exclaimed Williams. I guess I will have to get a court injunction and have you all removed by force if necessary!

      The following morning the townspeople watch in angst as Raymond Williams approached them with a paper clutched in his right hand. Here's the injunction, he stated. These state troopers will remove you by force if you don't go peacefully.

      A village woman began to sob uncontrollably. Y-You fool! Setting free that monster's body will rain horror down on this entire village, screamed Walter Lee.

      Shortly afterwards, workmen enter the forbidden tomb. The chains and locks are torn off. Ugh! The dampness in this place penetrates through to the bone, one of the workmen grunted.

      Yeah! Let's get this rotten job over with fast! said another.

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      Christopher Carter's hideous coffin is carried out into the brilliant morning sun. Whew! What a freaky job, sighed Raymond Williams, wiping his brow. Get that damned coffin out of my sight and over to the temporary morgue. Maybe now, we can finish building our highway.

      It can't be too fast for me, boss, said one of the workers.

      That night deep terror settled over Sorrow Valley. Curtains are drawn shut, and shades are pulled. Clammy fingers of fear clutch at the very heart of the village!

      Robert, come inside quickly! a woman calls to her child.

      Suffering cats! scoffs Raymond Williams, observing the scene before him.

      They're locking the village up like a bank vault! The entire village is scared stiff. What a bunch of lily-livered idiots! The foreman with Williams shook his head in disbelief.

      Boy, will I be glad when this job is over, said Williams. No place to go see a movie, no restaurants. Nothing to do on our down time. This place is a joke!

      The foreman glanced toward a man crossing the street. There's at least one person out walking around. I'll ask him if he knows where the action is. Some kind of strip club or something.

      Turning in the man's direction, Williams approaches him and asks him, Hey buddy, can you...YIIIIII!

      Good God in Heaven! screamed the foreman.

      Help! It's not human! yelped Williams, just barely keeping his wits about him.

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      The foreman's scream pierced the dark night. A heavy chain

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