11 April 2011

For another thing...[]

Suddenly, they were surrounded by zombies. Bill dropped his pop bottle on the ground, his hands desperately grasping for anything nearby to use as a weapon. Deb hastily grabbed a chair, although with the weight of these cafe chairs nowadays, it would be difficult, if not impossible, for her to brandish it viably. Rick pulled out the taser he kept on his person at all times (for reasons that nobody else seemed to want to know) and hoped that zombies would be stopped by electricity.

They weren't.


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