She managed to get out half a warning before a Zed bit a
chunk out of her neck.
Some of us dropped what we were gathering and got our
weapons ready as we moved into the defensive circle in the middle of the
grocery store. We were about to start calling out escape routes when the newbie
came screaming out of the back room at the mob around our lookout. Out of
desperation, I grabbed a bottle of Cola and stabbed it in a Zed’s head.
Surprisingly, it pretty much melted away.
Momma always told me it’d rot my brain…
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