Drabble 213

Finished 6:15.

 

Blue sat watching the twitching corpse of the Author. “Raven? Hypothetically speaking, what would happen to us is the Author were to die, but then returned as a member of the undead? Would we still exist? How are we even still existing now?” Raven, who had been entertaining himself with a bottle of the Author’s favourite vodka, merely shrugged and said, “Damned if I know – I'm just happy for the peace and quiet.” Blue nudged to corpse with his foot, jumping back with a yelp when it stirred. “I only like zombies when they're a danger to others,” said Blue.