Autumn Afternoon of the Living Dead
On an idyllic fall afternoon, on the University of Toronto campus, bloodcurdling screams echoed in the air. In the elegantly arched doorway of Hart House, a zombie bent over a struggling young man, who screamed for assistance. Strips of decaying flesh hung from the zombie’s face. Eventually, the screams turned into moans as the former … Continue reading Autumn Afternoon of the Living Dead
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