The Sound of Shredding

It was 1934 Transylvania, Romania...These zombies they looked like normal people very pale but normal...Upon my arrival I was greeted by the Duke and his colleagues of suited men and prostitutes...All very very pale people. I thought to myself that it's perhaps the way the sun shines in the region...The sky it was cloudy and murky indeed everything in the ville seemed in twilight. But to my own mistake I was wrong dead wrong...I regret it to this day....The Duke lead me up to my hotel room and offered some room service...Everything seemed so out of place. The hotel was massive it was much more like a castle, but with the knickknacks and such I could see why it was a hotel as I slumped into the bed of this stale room. Then...that's when the catastrophe started...Around 2A.M. I heard it at the corner of my ear it was quite muffled but I could make it out...The sound of shredding...much like a chainsaw mill or some device...and screaming OH...the screaming the most chilling scream to ever run up my spine...I rolled over in the bed with the assumption for it to be perhaps a woman in labor...But the shredding, why the shredding? Then I heard the voices...as if they were in my very mind as if they were invading my every thought growling and screaming in my head. These words they spoke they were not of my own...They were not of this earth...I rose up stumbling across my room floor with my hands over my ears, the lights flickered off...running from the room down the stretching hallway to find the screaming...AND THEN I SAW IT!!!!! I saw those things tearing off the womans limbs to use for their own...the pale people...their skin was falling off they...it can't be...Zombies the undead...walking this earth....TO BE CONTINUED