Once upon a time in the mysterious land of Canada there were the world’s only thirteen survivors, which proves being Canadian just makes you superior to other people. All thirteen survivors were invited to a very exclusive tea party held by The Bunny and The Bear to celebrate simply being alive. This meant all thirteen of the brave survivors were trying to get to Toronto in the next twenty-four hours for their odd reward while still trying to stay alive.
Three of the resourceful survivors were already in Toronto and making their way to the tea party. Not an easy task as they were confronted with post apocalyptic Toronto. Snow was falling on burning buildings and gangs of zombies roamed through the bleak surroundings.
Lydia laughed with the biggest smile on her face as she sliced through the zombie’s skull with her samurai sword. The absolutely gorgeous Lydia strongly resembled an anime character. She even dressed like one with her long jagged pink hair, and school uniform including her knee high socks which were all covered in guts and blood. Of the band of three, she was the sanest because she held onto thoughts of her former life and refused to accept the apocalypse’s reality.
“Can we stop playing with the dead?” said Alice sarcastically as she stared at the falling snow and started to go into one of her laughing fits. Alice believed she was literally the Alice from Alice in Wonderland except a more morbid, Goth, insane one. Despite all of this, Alice was the group’s leader. She was fearless and watched over the other two. As bad as things got, she was always the one to make certain that they could make it to the next day.
They walked down the street, which was once a nice neighborhood full of living breathing families, but now it was full of the dead walking around bleeding out of their eyes and burning down buildings. Toronto was a shadow of its former self and horror lurked everywhere. The fires in the city were slowly dying in the falling snow. The three survivors were shadows of their former selves. Before the apocalypse their lives were fairly normal except for Johnny who led the others to believe all had not been right in his life. But no one pressed him on it because they didn’t really want to know. Johnny was unpredictable but he had saved them more than once.
Johnny laughed until he cried as he tripped over the dead body of a little girl. She looked like she had been about five. One of her eyes was ripped out her skull and her left arm had been eaten off. Luckily for the three survivors she had been eaten before she could turn. They had seen this so many times that ceased to feel anything, anymore.
Johnny’s reaction was always the same. He always laughed until he cried and Lydia and Alice never knew if he found this funny or sad. It was very possible that Johnny was the most insane one out of the three of them. You see Johnny was a homicidal maniac before the zombie apocalypse but Alice and Lydia didn’t realize this. Now he had an excuse to kill and mostly he killed zombies. When everything turned to shit and most of the world’s population were being turned into the undead, the three of them banded together. They formed the SCG better known as the Screw Zombie’s Guild. There had originally been five of them, but the two missing members had gotten taken out in the early days. Lydia, Alice and Johnny each had their talents for staying alive but they all worried that their talents were starting to fade.
“ Its so damn weird that The Bunny and The Bear are hosting a tea party, particularly at a time like this,” said Lydia. “I thought they would be dead by now and they don’t seem like likely survivors.”
“Knowing them this is going to be one hell of a party, too!” giggled Johnny in the scratchy voice he gets after laughing too hard.
Johnny had known The Bunny and The Bear in the old days and had the honor of attending many of their affairs. The Bunny and The Bear were notorious for throwing extravagant but twisted parties. The Bunny and The Bear always wore masks of their chosen animal and no one knew them in real life. Their parties were entire fantasy worlds that everyone was asked to join in for the duration. Sometimes revelers were overwhelmed with the fantasies presented and never quite grasp reality again. Johnny grew to know the two masked hosts rather well at least in the confines of their parties. He out of the thirteen survivors was the only one to hold the knowledge of how cruel and insane they truly were.
As the day progressed, Lydia and Alice seemed to get overly excited in anticipation of the tea party. You see this was the only fun, stress free and entertaining experience they had the opportunity to enjoy in the past three years. The past three years were filled with losses, denial, blood, guts, and whole lot of sucking it up to kill billions of zombies. In other words, it had been hard work without a lot of enjoyment.
“ I haven’t been this excited in years!” squealed Lydia. “I’ve always wanted to attend one of their parties to experience the outrageousness.”
Suddenly, things went from dark to black. Johnny got that look in his eyes, the look that made you want to shrink down to the smallest possible form and run as far away as you could get in the time it took him to decide how to kill you. Lydia saw the look in his eyes and started walking away as fast as she could. She knew this look all too well. It’s the look that he gets it in his eyes whenever he kills a zombie or a breather and he had never looked at her that way before.
Before Lydia could break away from Johnny, he lunged towards her and smiled showing his creepy yellow teeth. She looked for Alice who was yards away from her examining something on the street
In desperation she pleaded, “ Please just calm down Johnny I don’t know what I did to piss you off so much. I am so very sorry.” Lydia sobbed as she held her hands out for Johnny to stop.
“ I am oh so very sorry my dear that you wont be able to join dear Alice and I for the party; it’s such a shame,” smirked Johnny as he grabbed Lydia and slowly slit her throat with his oh so dull switchblade knife. Lydia only looked at him and wondered why.
“NOOOOO, STOP IT, JOHNNY. YOU’RE INSANE,” cried Alice as she fell to her knees crying now attracting the attention of about five zombies.
Alice raced towards Lydia who collapsed on the ground making a struggling, gargling noise as she held onto her neck with both of her hands. Her hands were now covered in her blood. Johnny giggled and smiled showing his awful teeth. Alice shot Johnny a shocked look as tears ran down her face.
Alice started to cry as she hit Johnny repeatedly. “You monster, how could you do such a thing? Lydia was the person you were closest to. You know how much she cared about you.”
Johnny shrugged his shoulders and smirked. “ What do you expect my dear? I'm insane, it’s in my nature.”
Alice was in shock and was beyond furious at Johnny but she knew she had to continue on with him if she ever wanted to get to the tea party alive. She was very aware that she couldn’t make it through Toronto without him and she also knew that she had to get to that party. Now that she could no longer trust Johnny, she had to team up with the other now eleven survivors to stay alive.
A few hours after a long snowy walk where they barely talked but killed a lot of zombies along the way, they finally reached the venue in Toronto where they could enjoy their reward for being the bravest zombie killers in Canada and maybe the world. Alice couldn’t get Lydia off of her mind and the horror that had become Johnny. Or had he always been a horror and she had failed to notice in the aftermath of the apocalypse. She didn’t remember any of this from the rabbit hole she had fallen into.
Johnny and Alice arrived at the building and started to knock on the very ornate wooden doors. Before they could even knock, The Bunny opened the doors and gestured for them to enter. The Bunny was a very tall gentleman and as expected, he was as always wearing his bunny mask and an elegant black and white tuxedo.
“Welcome friends I’m so glad you could make it,” giggled The Bunny as he grabbed them both by the wrists and sprinted them down the hall. Neither of them had time to take in their surroundings since they were running so fast.
“Sorry to rush you,” said The Bunny. “The other quests are getting hungry.”
They arrived in a stark room with a long wooden table. The table was covered with various colorful multi-tiered cakes and dozens of teacups and teapots. The people gathered around the table seemed to be the other ten survivors. They were all dressed in very odd skimpy yet colorful outfits Each of them shared a weird hungry look in their eyes and they all seemed hungry like wild animals. At the end of the table sat The Bear dressed in a black and white tuxedo and, of course, also wearing his mask.
“Finally, I am so happy to meet the other survivors,” exclaimed Alice rather relieved.
“Oh of course, survivors,” laughed The Bear and The Bunny together.
Alice looked around at the tie-dyed walls and then stared at the beautiful wooden floor with relief. And with that, The Bunny grabbed Alice and took a bite of her arm. As Alice screamed struggling to get away, Johnny joined in and started biting off the tips of her fingers. All the other guests started walking towards her licking their lips. Alice screamed in horror and shock. This couldn’t possibly be happening. As The Bear started violently ripping off pieces of her ear, he whispered, “One person’s craziness is another’s reality, Love.”