Microstory Monday

Turning the Tables
"Acid is the only way," I said. "That zombie will get out of the basement sooner or later, and we already know guns won't work."
"Well if you've got a vat of acid handy, I'd be happy to hear about it," Jill muttered.
"We've got what we need right here," I said, walking into the kitchen.
"Right where?" Kelly said, following me into the kitchen.
"Inside us," I said, rifling through a drawer.
"Inside...?" Sabrina started, stopping as I held up the silverware.
"Everyone take a fork," I said. "We've got a lot of meat to eat."