Yesterday, we had a grueling night of zombie catch and release. One of our team broke her wrist in a scuffle. And then we ended up chasing a Z into the forest preserve which would be fine, but three of our guys ended up getting sprayed by a skunk. The rest of us were farther back, but the scent particles created a thick cloud that we all ran through. Eve and the girls couldn’t believe I hadn’t actually been directly sprayed, that’s how strong my clothes smelled when I got home.
Unlike skunks, the zombies up close have a pleasant body odor. It’s a bit like celery.
Jill Riddell is a writer in Chicago. She teaches at the School of the Art Institute and has a weakness for nature, magic, and pennies abandoned in sidewalk cracks.