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I was at work, in the back room when it happened. I was alone, and I heard someone come though the doors to the receiving area. I thought it was a co-worker. I was wrong. Dead wrong...

It was a disheveled old woman. Blood oozed from a ragged wound in her neck, and there were chunks bitten out of her arms and legs. The stench was overpowering. She was on top of me before I knew what was going on, clawing and snapping at my throat. Shoving her off of me, I managed to get a hold of a heavy… Continue