The Wind Through the Fence by Jonathan Maberry
Approx. 4,760 words.
Published on August 3, 2011.
Every day it’s the same. Swinging a sledge hammer to drive posts for the guys stringing the fence. Bad food, disease, back-breaking labor. Every night the best you can do is drink yourself to sleep. If you’re lucky the booze and your own screams will block out the moans of the dead. Nobody’s lucky anymore.