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		<title>The Chainsaw, part 2</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 03:57:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is a sequel to one of the first stories I posted on this blog. He&#8217;d sawed off his leg to escape the zombies.  Fortunately, he still had his trusty chainsaw. He locked himself inside an empty store and stopped to rest. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm: an infected scratch. [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>This is a sequel to <a title="The Chainsaw" href="http://50wordstories.ca/blog/?p=16">one of the first stories I posted on this blog</a>.</em></p>
<p>He&#8217;d sawed off his leg to escape the zombies.  Fortunately, he still had his trusty chainsaw.</p>
<p>He locked himself inside an empty store and stopped to rest.</p>
<p>Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm: an infected scratch.</p>
<p>Survival ended up costing him an arm and a leg.</p>
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		<title>It&#8217;s All in the Title</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:42:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Being a tale told in 50 words, wherein the protagonist, a man named Arcturus Morgenstern (Third of the name) is eminently surprised to discover that the body of his wife, whom he&#8217;d found murdered not five minutes previously, is now animated with an unholy life, and for whatever reason is burning important-seeming papers that Arcturus [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Being a tale told in 50 words, wherein the protagonist, a man named Arcturus Morgenstern (Third of the name) is eminently surprised to discover that the body of his wife, whom he&#8217;d found murdered not five minutes previously, is now animated with an unholy life, and for whatever reason is burning important-seeming papers that Arcturus had been working on previous to the gunshots that had seemingly (but not conclusively) killed his wife.</em></p>
<p>The gunshot startled him.</p>
<p>Turning, he found his wife, dead of a gunshot wound.</p>
<p>He ran out, looking for the assassin. Upon his return, his wife&#8217;s body was busy burning his writings.</p>
<p>Taking the last sheet from her undead hands, he nervously reads off the title: &#8220;How to Make Zombies&#8221;.</p>
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		<title>Vampires vs. Zombies</title>
		<link>https://50wordstories.ca/blog/?p=248</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 15:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Vampires and zombies emerged at the same time. Nobody knows why. They fought for their main resource: live humans. Eventually, none were left.  The zombies and vampires stopped fighting, with nothing left to fight for. Gradually, with no &#8220;food&#8221; left, both groups faded away. Guess that&#8217;s a happy ending, right?]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Vampires and zombies emerged at the same time.</p>
<p>Nobody knows why.</p>
<p>They fought for their main resource: live humans.</p>
<p>Eventually, none were left.  The zombies and vampires stopped fighting, with nothing left to fight for.</p>
<p>Gradually, with no &#8220;food&#8221; left, both groups faded away.</p>
<p>Guess that&#8217;s a happy ending, right?</p>
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		<title>The Chainsaw</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 15:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He loved his chainsaw. When the zombies appeared, he found his calling, shredding down the legions of the dead. Surrounded, he had to cut his way into a shed to hide.  Then a zombie bit his leg.  Got to saw it off, or become a zombie. Easier shed than bone.]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>He loved his chainsaw.</p>
<p>When the zombies appeared, he found his calling, shredding down the legions of the dead.</p>
<p>Surrounded, he had to cut his way into a shed to hide.  Then a zombie bit  his leg.  Got to saw it off, or become a zombie.</p>
<p>Easier shed than bone.</p>
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