I’m Jide Dairo… and I am dead. Literally speaking, I am dead. My heart had stopped and blood had stopped flowing in my veins, yet I was still conscious of my environment. I was alive in mind, but dead in body- I had my memories, I had dreams, I knew people but I was dead, we could be called undead, because we were dead, yet alive.There were others who were raving flesh eating zombies that thrived on human flesh. They were not like us, unlike us they had lost every fibre of their human consciousness; they had no knowledge of themselves and only had one basic need- to eat flesh. They moved in packs uncoordinated with usually skewed postures. They were animalistic and gaunt, debased beasts of a dead earth.Since the earth died in 2012, everybody else died with it. Nobody understood what happened, everything just died, Humans, Animals, Trees… everything. The earth became dark and sullen, no beauty, just gloom. The skies were red, the oceans were filled with black water, and every living

Can the dead still die? The undead died from the hands of other undead everyday, an unending war of misplaced ideals, power and survival. On the other hand, the question that gave us hope if answered was if we could live again. We had become undead, either beasts of circumstance or intelligent zombies, we were all dead. I looked up at the black sky and saw that it was as dark as my heart was, except that my heart wasn’t beating anymore.News had it that there might just be hope for mankind. Scientists had ran a few test and had been able to cultivate a few living plants after discovering a living plant. Though they had been able to only cultivate plants of the same kind, the aim was to be able to genetically cultivate other plants using the living plant as a source. The theory was that all living things had a similar structure and that diversity was just as a result of differing alterations from the primary structure, which meant they could genetically engineer an apple seed from an

Was I dead? Yes I was. It gets really confusing to explain the fact that we were dead, yet, we were still alive, and that was the dilemma of the undead. No one really understood fully what that meant, being dead, but still moving around, talking, seeing. We still possessed some of our senses, but we were essentially dead and our hearts had stopped beating.We couldn’t inhale the sweet fragrance of a flower or breathe in the freshness of air. We didn’t feel any hunger for food or anything for that matter; we just existed, damned between death and life. Our souls yearned for life, and some say that is what kept us alive.I had drifted in darkness for longer than I could remember. The last thing I remembered was the light. I thought I was transcending to the next world, but it had just been darkness, and I had no idea when it would end. The darkness was endless, and the feeling of doom engulfed me. I heard nothing...I saw nothing...I felt nothing...I sensed nothing. I had lost all sens

Okoro was determined to fish Jide’s mother out. Now it was all he wanted to do. He got very bad news just before leaving the settlement. Jide was still alive. He regretted not killing him right there at the settlement, now he had a vengeful brat to deal with.He was going to kill Jide’s mother today, make life more unbearable for the brat, then finish what he started. He was going to tear him into a hundred shreds, then burn the remains and scatter it in a hundred places. Nobody was going to save him this time. It had been a costly journey to Ikeja where the tracker indicated Jide’s mother was. He had lost almost seven men on the way; the beasts had taken over most of the major roads. They had been ambushed by almost a hundred of the flesh eaters in Maryland. They had fought hard, but the abominations were too many, they were lucky to still be in one piece.He still had about fifteen men and three vehicles in his entourage, two four wheelers and one van. He was still vexed by the unne