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Content Sneak Peek

  • Have my nephew kill the zombie. He has to learn how to do this for himself. 7
  • Kill the zombie myself. I can't ask him to kill this horrid imitation of his mother. 9
  • Quickly bring my nephew away from the meadow. I can't expect him to face the image of his mother. 1
  • Ask my nephew how he feels about the zombie, using this as a way to understand him. 19
  • Tell my nephew to decide how he wants to handle this situation. It's his decision. 15
  • 2024-05-14
  • —2024-05-24
  • 51 votes
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Content

This next scene contains a spoiler, but it's a great example of the scene I'm writing between the MC and the nephew (from the Dependent challenge).

The MC is taking the nephew out into the middle of the woods for some survival training. As they make their way into a grassy meadow, the MC pitches the idea to lure a zombie there, so the nephew can practice killing the infected.

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The acrid smoke has scarcely begun wafting over the meadow when a lone, shambling figure emerges from the treeline—clearly drawn by the unmistakable beacon. As it lurches closer, the sickly afternoon light reveals its cadaverous features in disturbing detail. A female, by the looks of her wirery frame, perhaps in her mid-thirties. Greasy dark hair hanging in lank ropes around a face frozen in a final twisted grin. And clinging to what remains of her torso is a tattered, faded Hello Kitty t-shirt, the bright logo now rendered macabre against the undead horror's ruined flesh.

You tense immediately at the sight, half-raising your weapon. But it's ${dep_name}'s muffled gasp of shock that fully snares your attention. His face has drained of all color, the young boy staring in horror at the approaching infected as it relentlessly closes the distance.

 "Oh my gosh…" he whispers. "That…that looks just like…"  

"Your mother."

As you stare at her, you…

Comments

Spencer from Earth

Will we get any explanation of how she got there? Wasn't she out of town or something?

jimdattilo

I was trying to convey that it's not really his mother. It just looks like her. I will make sure that part is more clear.

Wayne

The last two options are both great. The first I can see if you're trying to shape your Nephew into a tool hardened for the singular purpose of survival