Zombie Cannibals from Mars

By R R. Stark

New York, nor the whole Earth, had any idea what horrors they were in store for!

The blazing fiery meteor plummeted toward the earth, closer and closer, until it crashed with the cacophony of a biblical apocalypse and an extravagant Fourth of July fireworks display. And since it crashed right in the center of Central Park in New York, everyone noticed. At first people shrunk away, but then when the dazzling blaze died down, curiosity got the better of them, as they all drew closer to gawk at the giant rock in the center of the crater.

One of the curious spectators was a hard-hatted construction worker with a shovel. He came up to the big rock that was as large as a house and banged on it with a shovel. Nothing happened. He banged harder. Then something happened. He saw something round appear like a hatch. He hit it with his shovel and it seemed to jar loose. This was no ordinary meteor, because when he stuck the blade of the shovel beneath the round hatch, and flipped it up, he revealed a lit empty cavity beneath. This was some kind of spaceship, he realized. He bent over and peered in, gawking down into the hole, and saw some kind of chamber. Within it was several apparently dead creatures buckled into seats. They looked humanoid but there skin was blood-red, and they had big bulging yellow eyes, and their open mouths had long sharp teeth in them. They looked pretty ferocious. Perhaps it was just as well that they were all dead due to the crash.

The construction worker stood up and hollered to the people, "There's dead aliens in here! This is some kind of spaceship! Probably from Mars!"

Everyone gasped or screamed or exclaimed profane words.

Then he heard something. He looked into the hatchway again, and he saw that the creatures were stirring, moving around, one by one. They sure looked dead before, but they were reviving now.

The construction worker didn't exactly know how to respond, but he held out his hand and showed the old hippie peace sign, sticking it in the hatchway as he said, "Peace!"

Suddenly, one of the red-skinned aliens screamed and leaped from below and grabbed the man's arm and bit it off, blood gushing from the gaping wound. Apparently they were offended by peaceful gestures. Or just hungry. The man leaped away, screaming and flailing his bloody stump around.

The creature climbed out of the hole and ran wildly around, as the other aliens began leaping out of the hole now, dozens of them, scattering in every direction, attacking the gasping, screaming, profanely exclaiming people. First they put the construction worker out of his misery and had him for lunch. After that, realizing just how tasty human flesh was, the Martian zombie cannibals chowed down on arms and legs and heads and torsos and everything they could get their long sharp teeth into. What a buffet they had for themselves! All you can eat!

The people of New York – nay! the people of the whole planet didn't know what hit them. Carnage and body parts and blood and gore and everything gruesome scattered all over the streets of New York. People ran, but they could not hide, because the zombie cannibals from Mars were too fast on their feet, and they could jump very high as they pounced on frantically sprinting humans.

Then something strange happened. The dead humans that hadn’t been completely dismembered or decapitated, except for some missing legs or arms here and there, began to revive and come alive. Their skin had turned red, there yellowish eyes bulged crazily, and there teeth grew out long and sharp. Total transformation! These new recruits joined the insidious ranks of the veteran zombie cannibals from Mars!

And in a matter of a few days, these horrible ravenous creatures took over the whole planet, and every living human that had died gruesomely, had in turn resurrected gruesomely, until there was nothing left but insidious zombie cannibals. Unfortunately, they had no taste for animals, or plants for that matter. These were disgusting carnivorous cannibals!

Now that everyone had become heinous zombie cannibals, all 6.5 billion of the worlds wretched population, there was nothing left to feast on -- except each other! They began to devour upon their own kind! They began eating each other out of house and home, even in the streets and alleys, and every nook and cranny, feasting everywhere imaginable! It was bloody gory hell on earth!

In a matter of a few days, every zombie cannibal had eaten all other zombie cannibal -- until there was only one left. Alone, he howled and moaned and grown, with no friend in sight and nobody to eat.

Then one day, he saw his own reflection in a storefront window, realizing how hideous he was -- and also how hungry. He knew exactly what to do. His toes and feet and legs went first, and then his fingers and hands and arms. And after that –

There was nothing left . . . .