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zombie midwestern checkout girl standing behind an abandoned supermarket register, torso twitching, uniform apron soaked with blood and dried vomit, pale skin mottled with bruises and deep purple rot, short-sleeved pastel polo shirt clinging to bloated body, collar stained with sweat and gore, faded name tag reading “KAYLA :)” pinned crookedly to chest, long dirty blonde ponytail tangled and streaked with dried blood, eyes wide and glassy, one bulging with pressure, the other cracked and bleeding from the corner, jaw dislocated and trembling, lips torn open into a permanent cheerful grin, broken teeth exposed, gums black and leaking pus, hands twitching on conveyor belt, fingers smeared with blood and old receipt paper, customer scanner covered in a splash of viscera, aisles behind her dark and fog-filled, candy racks overturned, linoleum floor soaked with old blood and melted slush, overhead store music still playing faint 80s pop, fluorescent lights flickering above, completely alone, twitching, still wearing her smile like a brand