Eddie's end and start of life



Part 3: The girl with the black hair



It had been six days since the undead first appeared. The wound on the shoulder had meanwhile shrunk to the size of a tennis ball, and that on the same night in which it was inflicted on him. But if most of it healed in less than 12 hours, why didn't it finally close completely? And slowly but surely an inflammation spread that felt anything but pleasant. On the contrary, it was terribly painful. This did not hinder the foraging for food, because he was forced to feed on the leftovers from the now empty butcher shop, but they would not be enough for long. Because the injury drained him more and more of the energy and he had to eat a lot to be able to really stand on his feet. His appearance had changed slightly again. His whole body, except of course the wounded shoulder, was now covered with a thin, beige-brown, slightly transparent skin that had adapted exactly to the superficial structure of the muscles.But that didn't make him happier either. If it ever came to the surface, it was only in dark and hidden corners. So also on that Monday afternoon.

(I'll now use the correct Maiden name for Eddie)

The beast went on a little underground excursion, trying to spare the shoulder as much as possible. Once again it had had enough of all the rats and the smell and was looking for a good climb out of the sewer system. It soon found that too and carefully and unobtrusively left its hiding place.

Meanwhile, all hell broke loose in the house behind which it came up. This small and simple building was a small animal practice in which a young intern was trying to catch a wild cat. "Stop! Just stop! Or if you want to stay seated, lie down or whatever!" Nothing there. When the next customer came in the door, the cats fled to the same.Neither the doctor nor the owner of the animal were pleased about this mishap. "Tell me, can't you be more careful !? Go and catch her again!" "Yes, yes. I'm already gone."

Out on the street. "Damn! Why did I have to catch the vet internship with the answer! I would have much preferred to go to the tattoo studio! Hach, crap. Come on Mietz, Mietz! You still have to be examined!" Suddenly she saw the refugee scurrying past her, directly into a dark alley. The black-haired girl ran after ... and after the next corner was facing the almost three-meter-tall, mutated monster that was hiding there with its aching shoulder. Instead of screaming, it just stared at the person opposite with open mouth and wide eyes. Now she was noticed by him too. Startled, the beast staggered a few steps back until the adjoining house wall blocked the way. It couldn't have carried much further, because the shoulder was getting worse and worse.It could still hold back the screaming, knowing that otherwise it would only get into trouble again. The girl was still struggling with her shock when something furry brushed her arm. “Cat, there you are!” Without thinking further about her acquaintance, she dived after the running animal and ... caught. What she only realized in retrospect was that she was now exactly at the feet of the reason for her shock. And he wasn't just angry about it because he thought it was an attack. No, at the sight that was presented to him, he got even more hungry than he already had. Without further ado, the beast grabbed the girl in front of him and held her with the cat upside down on her leg in front of his face. This time too there was no screaming to be heard, at most a short "help". It was already licking its lips in anticipation and had to grin briefly. But then what happened, what she had least expected of her victim, that this girl, while still in her position, began to speak to him calmly."Um, hey ... listen llliiee ... dear zombie, o ... or whatever ... you are. I sm ... don't taste as good ww-as I look. Wouldn't you rather have something .... uh, something sweet, exactly. For example a delicious thick chocolate cake? "Chocolate cake ?! Maybe those with more chocolate than cake? How long has it been since ... what the hell was it thinking now? If she let the girl go, she definitely wouldn't come back. At most it would send some combat troops down on him. = "Better eat, yes, exactly." = The words of its prey tore the beast out of its thoughts. "In case you're considering eating me, the offer was taken seriously. This cat is very important to me, I can leave it here, then you have a guarantee that I will come back. The pastry shop will be open soon across the street. "

Was that a really fair offer now? Not for him? Maybe it could make an exception this time.Or not? "Um, I could help you with your injury too. I'm doing an internship with a veterinarian. I have no idea what you are, but I can treat inflammation. Well, is ... that ok?" And also help with something she wanted him! Alright There is always a first time. So the beast let down its captive, but the cat kept it. "Thank you. I'll be right back, but ... it doesn't matter." If she told him not to eat the cat, it would do so even more. Quickly and carefully so as not to be seen by the boss, the 16-year-old hurried across the street to the pastry shop. "Shit, I wanted to buy new shoes with the money," she said and disappeared into the shop, from which she came back a little later with a large and wide box. She hurried back across the street into the alley. There she was eagerly awaited, or more precisely, the contents of her box.

"So please. With extra icing, are you satisfied?"The beast nodded with a broad grin of greed, tossed the cat to the girl and got over the cake. It was devoured in three and a half bites. Damn it, that was good. Tasted much better than raw meat. Suddenly it heard a low giggle from the side. It turned to the black-haired woman. Was this brat making fun of his fate or something of his? With a sour growl, the beast took a few steps towards her.

"Oh, wait a minute. I'm not making fun of you if you think so. I just think ... = giggle =, have you looked at yourself? One hand is full of chocolate, and your face is full of chocolate. See right ... hm, yummy. Actually already sweet, in the truest sense of the word. "Completely puzzled and slightly embarrassed, she first looked at the girl and then at herself in a puddle. It was true. The beast quickly licked its hand and lips clean. In addition to the chocolate, he had also noticed the reddish shimmer on his cheeks, which, however, quickly disappeared because the wound on his shoulder made itself felt again."Oh, right. I wanted to take care of your shoulder. I'm just bringing the cat back. Have lunch break right away, then I'll come out to you." With these words, the girl disappeared again. The beast stayed behind. It thought about itself and this girl. For some reason there was almost something like trust in her. Would she really come back? It couldn't think further, because suddenly it heard footsteps coming towards it. But it wasn't the girl, the steps were too clumsy for that. It quickly disappeared into the still open gully, which it closed behind. The one who came was the doctor from the practice. He took out the rubbish and then disappeared back into the house. Shortly afterwards the black-haired girl came out the door. "Hey, hello. Where are you? Hall ... ahhh!" Faster than it could think it was pulled into the manhole, with her head missing the edge by a hair's breadth. It was dark down below. Her eyes still had to get used to the light conditions.When she was finally able to see something through the small lamps on the canal walls, she was shocked at first. Her new patient had leaned over with his face quite close to hers and put on a malicious grin in response to her scream. However, he knew nothing of the temperament of his more or less voluntary visitor. "Say are you crazy !! ??!?" The undead slammed his head against the canal ceiling in shock at this loud answer. "I almost smashed my head because of you on the edge of the Gulli! And I was almost scared to death! What were you going to do, you wanted to smooch me or what ?? !!" So that was going too far now. Growling, tongue out and pointing the bird, he made his point of view clear about the claim. "Oh, that means no! And what was this pull-down action ?! You could show a little more sensitivity! And ..." The sentence that was supposed to follow was ended early by a bloodcurdling roar of the creature, you left it might be against the grain that a person should allow himself to talk to her like that."It's good. I didn't mean that. Should I take care of the wound for you or not?"

The beast affirmed with a firm nod. "Okay. I have to disinfect the wound first. Iodine helps best with something like this. It will, however, hurt a lot, so you better bite on it somewhere. I was able to smuggle the necessary funds out of the practice. It will be painful, but better than if you were Arm rotting. "She watched as the girl poured a brown liquid on a cloth and led it to his wound. “Finished?” Just a nod again. The black-haired woman pressed the iodine-soaked cloth onto the beast's wound. In the next moment he screamed and bit his other arm almost reflexively. "Hey! When I said you should bite into something, I didn't mean that you should bite yourself!" Should-I-rather-take-you? -The patient's look clarified this point. Then the pain slowly subsided. The beast released itself from his arm. However, the resulting wound immediately closed completely."But ... if your wounds close completely on their own, and that in less than a minute, why is ... oh that's why." The undead looked questioningly at the girl. "You have something stuck in your shoulder. Looks like a rather dirty knife point. That should also be the reason for the inflammation."

A knife point? Naturally. It must have been from the butcher's knife. Probably broke off at the