kyburg | Writing Prompt

Something I saw on the way to work this morning - coming out of the grocery store (because it's important to have tasty Dannon for breakfast, yes it is), I noticed that someone had left a gallon of milk (2%, if you must know), half-drunk, capped and sitting by the empty bag the market had put it in. In this heat, it will likely go sour quickly - but that was not yet, this morning.

New, pristine - and half empty. Last parking slot before leaving the lot.

WTF happened here.

I'd blame the zombies, but they like the fully-leaded homogenized stuff with the red caps.