Zombie Island

Well, hi BOILS AND GHOULS, welcome back to another CHILLING-CHAPTER within my BOOGEYMAN-BOOK ha-ha! This PUTRID-PIECE, is about an EERIE-ISLAND, and a Captain who returns to it! This SHIVER-SHOCKER ON THE SEASHORE takes place on...
Back in 1967, there was an older man who walked along the beach of an island within the North Atlantic Ocean one day. When he looked into the jungle of the island, the older man walked over to a tree. There was a crashed airplane within the brush of the jungle and the older man wandered back and stood by it then. "Ah, ze airplane sat I shot down onto zis island twenty-five years ago during ze var" he said to himself. A figure wandered through the jungle near the crashed plane, being shadowy as the sounds of birds chirping were heard. 
As the shadowy-figure came into the sunlight, they were a living dead zombie, having: long, scraggly white hair, and were dressed in a faded-white collared-shirt and dress-pants. The zombie was also a skeleton, moaning in a deep voice. "Captain Gutenheimer, you killed us!" the zombified-skeleton said to the older man in its deep voice. Captain Gutenheimer saw the rotting-zombie and gasped in horror. "CHESTER VILLIAMS YE AMERICAN YAH!" Captain Gutenheimer screamed at the living-dead man. He ran out of the jungle, back to the beach and lit a cigarette. Captain Gutenheimer smoked, nervously staring into the jungle. He rushed into a beach-house and sat down in the kitchen. Captain Gutenheimer sat at the kitchen table, smoking, and took a swig from a bottle of gin then. 
During the night, Captain Gutenheimer sat on the sofa within the living room of the beach house, drinking another bottle of gin. On the television set, "The Andy Griffith Show" came on. Outside, the zombie of Chester Williams wandered on the beach of the island, moaning in his black boots. Beatles poured out of his skeletal-mouth within the moonlight. Then, another living dead zombie wandered out of the jungle in the light of the moon, also being an old skeleton, dressed in a soldier uniform of faded-white, with green shirt-pockets, red shoulder-pads, and red bands around its sleeves. The zombie also wore a black belt, black boots, and a faded-green helmet. It moaned eerily in a raspy-voice, as it wandered out, onto the beach. Captain Gutenheimer ran out of his beach-house, standing up, on his deck with his bottle of gin. He saw the two zombified-skeletons wandered closer to him within the moonlight. 
Captain Gutenheimer ran onto the beach, pulling a pistol out of his a pocket of his pants. He aimed it at the two dead men. Captain Gutenheimer shot Chester Williams directly in the skull, but his zombified-skeleton kept on coming. Captain Gutenheimer then shot the second zombie within his eye-socket, but it kept coming as well. "Zis is my vacation home on zis island, Chester Villiams! Ye are dead!" Captain Gutenheimer said to the zombie. The zombie of Chester Williams got to him, clutched his head with his skeletal-hands. Captain Gutenheimer laughed, going insane, as the skeleton moaned deeply at him. "You think bullets are gonna keep us from you, Captain Gutenheimer? No. We both are the living dead, because you shot our plane down twenty-five years ago during World War I.I. killing us" the zombie of Chester Williams explained to the insane Captain Gutenheimer, more beatles falling out of the dead man's rotting-mouth. 
Captain Gutenheimer pulled away, out of the skeleton's boney-grip, and ran for it. As he ran, Captain Gutenheimer tripped over a rock in the sand, and fell forward onto the ground, laughing insanely. The two zombies got to him. "A meal on the beach sounds tasty Doc!" the zombie of Chester Williams said to the zombie soldier, in his deep voice. "Yes, Chester Williams, it does indeed" the living-dead-skeleton of Doc replied to him in his raspy voice, agreeing. As Captain Gutenheimer laughed insanely, the zombies of Chester Williams and Doc clutched his arms with their rotting-boney-hands, turned him over, and as Chester Williams bit Captain Gutenheimer's nose, Doc bit the side of his head. Sounds of cannibal eating were heard on the beach then, as the moon shined up, above it. At dawn, the dead skeleton of Captain Gutenheimer laid on its back in rags out, on the beach. 
Captain Gutenheimer took quite a SLAY-CATION on the island eh, kiddies? Chester Williams and Doc had to go DREDGING UP THE PAST though. They did have enough to COM-PLANE about to him. In the end, Captain Gutenheimer made a FESTERING-FEAST for the two aha-ha-ha-ha.