The Romero Files:Chronicles of the dead
Book One

             Much editing still to be done

                All the characters come from people I know,I have used quotes and more from others...they know who they are. Grammer and puncuation are unedited. I write for my pleasure,not to get a grade on grammer etc.And you may find a word or two mispelled.
 (for some reason that bothers the hell out of some people)
 I make no apoligies for anything you may not like.Oh well,get a life!
 

                   first printing  1-28-95

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This book is for all the horror fans,we all have our own story to tell.This is my story.I am not a writer..have no training in the art,and it is a art...but you gotta start somewhere,right? Writing is damn hard work and for a beginner wordssmith nigh on impossible! At times i would sit and stare at the screen for hours....trying to get past the first half dozen or so words....type a few words.....stare...erase.....stare........stare.
What made it all fall into perspective was the times when the words came faster than i could type....and actually write something i could later read and think   Damn this here piece got some promise......jeez i would
give about anything if someone would invent a  brain recorder.

Originally started at  04/18/89 as random notes scattered pages of jotting has turned slowly to this...
 

A FEW THANKS

THANKS to Stephen King........and the STAND the best damn 'too hell and back' survival book I have ever read in one sitting.

THANKS to George Romereo ...and the LIVING DEAD  movies.

And MOST of all  my love and thanks to Taressa for bringing the dead in me to life......and the rest will take care of itself.
No doubt about it.
 
 

Travis
Steve Miller   ..........best friend of travis since jr high
Sharon Chambers..........tv reporter
Gary Norton
Josh Chandler
Jackson Smith......... 6'4" 275 lbs of solid muscle....black as black can get.
John Thomas Swan
Paul Jenx        drug dealer.....dealer extriodanaire...
Cathy Sullivan

Mike "gunny" Tillman
Coffee
Father Reubin     Priest gone insane
sherriff T.J.Tucker...redneck cop
Coop..........death row inmate.....becomes tj's right hand man
Tom Beckler...................morgue attendant........first known victum of dead

VARIOUS DOGS
dogs save mankind..their keen sense of smell was the perfect safeguard against deaduns was a dogs nose
the moment a deadun revived,they emitted a pheromone that became highly detectable to dogs
and mans best friend...TRULY became mans best friend

DO WHAT WE CAN
PRAY FOR TOMORROW
   Roger Hodgson

HAD A DREAM
I WAS BORN
TO BE NAKED IN THE EYE OF THE STORM
  roger hodgson

THE REST(WILL TAKE CARE OF ITS SELF)  WEBB WILDER)

'Dead Man walking around'
 

The end of the world began a million years ago somewhere in the distant edges of the universe. A planet with a unstable core....blew.
Not a big deal in the scheme of things for the universe.....but a organism that existed only on that planet was scattered into the dark void..................a organism determined to live...........

It was a exciting discovery for astronomers of all ages, a astroid of unusual size was going to pass very near the earth,on its journey across the universe.unknown ,at least at that time,by any,the astroid had a hitchiker within its tail of debre that stretched behind it for thousands of miles.
 

      THE MORGUE
 

Tom Beckler was one pissed-off guy.....Tom,a ametur stargazer,was the night atendant at the new city morgue,work was not the problem.. rain was Toms agravation. .....unending ,pouring rain...
Standing at the main entrance door to the morgue,he watched the rain pour down.
" Shit!" he muttered to himself," I won't see fuckin shit with this goddamn rain!!!"  Turning he walked towards the vacant security booth,still muttering curses to himself. Entering the booth ,he leaned over flipped on the security moniters...armed the security system.....and flopped into the nearest chair.....and waited for the bank of moniters to warm up.
" A MORGUE.....I work in a fucking morgue...a dead end job..babysitting a bunch of fuckin dead stiffs....SHIT !!!"
He was thankfull that he was now working at the new morgue.
When he first started working for the county,they placed him at the old morgue......he continusly got sick..from the reaction of the years of acumulation of formaldehyde and many other noxios chemicals...he was ready to quit when his supervisor transfered him to the new morgue. He no longer got sick from the smells..but he still got the creeps having to work the graveyard shift..alone in the house of dead.