A collection of clips from various horror fiction projects I have worked on.
Middle Aged (35-54)
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
look, I'm sorry, I'm very tired and there's a lot happening right now, okay. I know it's a lot for you to take in your father. Tears welled in her eyes and she blinked rapidly before clearing her throat. He wanted to keep the house, we had to move and since I don't have a lot of money, I did the best I could. We'll just have to take this one day at a time. She looked at him and gave him a sympathetic smile. I know this has to be hard for you terrified. I fumbled the keys. My heart was beating so hard I could feel it hammering a staccato rhythm behind my ribcage. I breathed in ragged, desperate gasps, my lungs aching, my vision narrowed to a dark tunnel. I had to grip my shaking right hand with my left hand to force the first key into the lock. I tried to turn it, but it was the wrong key. I drew the key out to try another papa levi shovel hit me hard across the shoulders, knocking me to the floor. Daniel looked around and no one seemed ready to unburden his or her hearts, although the guy to his right was dripping some sort of greenish pink goo from a festering wound in his chest. That guy's heart was really broken, denial. Well, maybe halfway between denial and anger, angry at the zombie gang, angry at Alex, angry with himself for not being quicker. No one asked the leader, then I will stop just to warm you up if indeed you had that ability that is. He coughed. Well, I was scattered in the first wave. I am embarrassed to say. I ran away when our house was attacked by a rather swift, an organized group of undead. I've never seen anything like it, at least not back then. I watched with hoar from our garden as they encroached upon her. I should have done something. That's that's my dog! The large man sputtered in disbelief. Droplets of blood flying from his swollen lips. Don't you dare! You shouldn't have touched Jamie! The well dressed man cut him off. He was flashing an easy grin, but his eyes were cold and gray. So now I think it's time for you to go away. Not like this. Big! The large man, tears rolling down his fat cheeks. He swung his attention over to Dog. You're my dog, You understand you listen to me. Now seen one, he commanded. Dog just stared at him. Come on, you dumb mutt! Dog took a step closer to the large man, and he instantly shut up
Mother, Narrator, Villain, Zombie, Regular Joe, Aloof, Articulate, Creepy, Deep, Evil, Narrator, Scary, Spooky, North American