This is my attempt at the short fictional story using freewrite prompt.
Karl noticed the Horde of zombies coming out in the farm area. It'd take few minutes to reach the house. And he kept his dog champ to guard the house. He also taught him to not bite the infected but run away from them. But now things were going south. He has to protect the house and farm. If he protects the house then the barn area has to be guarded by the champ.
Image credit
Horde came closer to house. Everyone went to the top of the house and closed the stairs area. Champ was on the poarch growling at the coming Horde. Suddenly an infected reached the poarch and went after the champ. He bit the champ and champ started running but could not go much further as the infected bit him in the neck area. Karl had to shoot the champ to avoid further movement by him.
"Lie in the Soil, Champ".
