I actually saw a zombie for real about 10 years ago. I was driving east on Queens blvd in New York city around Elmont about 4 am and passed this graveyard and lo and behold I saw this really skinny looking person hobbling by the entrance and when I got closer I saw it was this guy or woman wearing a nothing but a few rags and she had half a skeleton face, half meaning it was a skull but still had some meat on it and with this white hair on top and I thought it was a joke or something, and it walked back into the graveyard and I just sat there. I actually stopped and for some reason I just drove off, I just didnt want to know. I swear to God I am not making that up. Maybe it was a prank, but then if it was it was a damn good one. Maybe it was because you would think the front gates would be closed, but there it was - a freakin zombie out at 4am .
Our downtown is filled with zombies.
I saw a Zombie with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook’s
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Zombies of London
I remember teens pulling similar pranks on drivers forty years ago.
Back then some teens wrapped a friend in aluminum foil and he staggered along a road. Scared the he!! out of passing drivers.
Then some others broke into a cemetery crypt, pulled out the body of a woman who died in the 1920s and propped her up by the gate where drivers could see it.
Never put anything past some teens!
See; you’ll never know and always wonder. When my granddad was young - early 1900’s; he was driving a horse-drawn buggy down a lonely country road and passed a graveyard. All of a sudden; he heard the most HORRIBLE noise that spooked his horse which took off running. - He went back, got out, and walked into the graveyard. A goose was caught in a barbed wire fence; hence the horrible noise. He carried his dad’s Smith & Wesson pistol, and didn’t believe in Zombies or ghosts - said if he hadn’t faced it, he’d always have wondered. (However, wisdom dictates discretion when you’re in NYC. Too many strange humans there.)