Chapter five, Shopping

Day 35

My corpse stumbled around the store, walking past the living dead of former customers and employees with only light coming from the front of the store to help me see. I shambled past a mauled corpse of who i believe was Jose Evens, who worked in the car electronics department. At first I felt sad and then I was envy that he was dead and not trapped in his reanimated corpse like myself. It's hard to recognize Jose face since it was eaten off but i could see his name badge that is caked in blood that covered most the companies logo leaving "Electronics" barely visible.

I shambled past an elderly employee named "Patch" who sat at the appliance answer center with a permanent scowl on his face as he watched the other zombies moved past him. As if daring them to ask him for help with questions on a purchase on an appliance, just like he did when he was a live, except the bits of his face falling off.

I examined Patch's body since a turned over cart was giving Topp a hard time to let him past. Patch had bite marks on his neck, arm and he also was missing an ear. I imagined how  died, Most likely he died sitting on that chair, refusing to give that chair up for any one.

By now you may be wondering what is my company name, Sadly it is called "Best Circuit Electronics", A small retail chain about 59 stores on the west coast. Each store varied in products, Most the stores are the same size and have the same products like mine, others are small tiny stores that sold cell phones. Then we had this unique trend store. Yeah that store got closed twice once after Nintendo Virtual Boy was released and then again when Zune came out.

Best Circuit Electronics was meant to be a joke. Our founder, Ted Anderson found the company in the middle 1990's. Ted was not a technology freak, heck his current main income was a company that made the plastic pieces that attached to peoples shoe laces. Ted Anderson's  ancestor had invented and patterned it and became very rich when other companies stole the pattern for their sneakers

Ted was the type of guy who thought a radio had the same material as a nuclear bomb and once hired the actor Richard Dean Anderson, who played in the popular series MacGyver, to build one with 13 radios. That is the type of guy, I met Ted once. He walked in and threw quarters are customers by the hand fulls and then passed out in the General Managers officer for the rest of the day before being dragged gently by his body guards to his limo.

There are rumors on why Ted had decided to create and own a electronic retail store, one was all his friends were teasing him that he wasn't a CEO of his own electronic retail stores, the other rumor was that he was using the electronics company as way to launder money and the other was he was terrible poker player and wanted to get back at his Electronic Retail CEO poker buddies by stealing parts of the names of his buddies companies.

Our mascot, Terrible Terry, Is a Silkworm, dressed in a uniform with the motto "Eat That!". For many years we had customers showing up to our store thinking it was a restaurant.

We were doing terrible with terrible budget cuts, terrible ideas and oxymoron acronyms. We almost about to close until Ted Anderson had died from a freak skiing accident in the shower. His son took over and we did decent and was able to keep a float for all these years and out lasting Circuit City and Ultimate Electronics.

During my explanation, Topp had shuffled past the new release movies, stepped inside a torso of a dead body of an unknown customer that is rotting on the floor and then Topp finally stopped almost two inches away from a young freshly converted zombie, who was staring at the latest Tablet device on display. I noticed the fumes floating off the young zombie so I floated closer to the zombie, I was in a deep trance as I watched the flumes move as if alive, I raised my spectre hand to touch it but i briefly paused as i saw for a second a face formed for a second. I watched for a few more seconds marvelling the fumes as if i was a firebug watching the fire dance. Then I heard my counter part bag to turn around slowly, I quickly focused on my hand until I saw the outlines and touched the fumes.

"Help? Dad? Mom? Some one? Jessy? GOD?" the voice echo around me, it was a young boy, scared and he was terrified.  I tried to pull back and i began to shout "let go" but it hold me firmly making me drawn into the fumes. The voice heard me shout and it talked fast and frantic "Hello? Hello? Is someone there, My name is Joe, Do you know what is going on, Am i dead? Can you help me? Is MY parents ok? " I could not reply as i was fighting the tug, Suddenly a burst of pictures and sounds of some one else view appeared in my vision but in a gray scale, a jumble of voices and pictures of tv shows, a girls skirt in a class room, driving a car picking up a backpack, smoking a cigarette. It was so over whelming until i felt my specter body being dragged away.

The voices died and so did the visions as i was being pulled down the isle. I spun around and saw Topp mindlessly walking to the front of the stores to the cashiers. For the first time, I was thankful that my corpse saved me.