Zombies'n'S**t Ep. 10A Chapter by wagonburnerThe Living and the Dead
It took a lot of effort to peel my eyes away from the piano. Several others were hauling themselves from the wreckage. I even heard one mutter, "What the hell?!" Now they knew how I feel. I turned back to the glass, just as someone shattered it. The horde surged forward with renewed vigor. People were crawling over the improvised barricade.
Seriously, we can crawl around that stuff. How did they expect that to stop us? A gunshot cracked. Okay, THAT might. I sighed and followed everyone else. The Normies were shooting left and right while a few swung bats and improvised bludgeons. I saw one lady get her jaw knocked off by a bat. After only a few seconds, the horde pushed around and over the barricade. One survivor was overwhelmed by the dead. The others ran up the stairs, one lady had to be dragged back as she cried and screamed, reaching for the fallen Normie. Freakin' drama queen. We surged towards the door they had gone through. I saw the lady that had her jaw knocked off asking around. "Have you seen my jaw?" I gestured, "I think I saw it slide under the vending machine." "Thanks!" She moved towards it. I moved through the doors and looked up a staircase. Really? Goddammit. I started my long arduous trek up the staircase. Hey, it's freaking hard to go up stairs when you are dragging your foot. It took me a while, but I finally got to where the action was. The Survivors had set up camp on the second floor of this building, so we were slouching through their bedrolls and makeshift chairs. The Normies had been split up, half were herding children to another staircase and trying to protect them. The others were putting up a good fight behind tables and other obstructions. One of them had a shotgun. Yeah, how about no. I turned towards the children. One lady in a dress was whacking a guy in a torn suit with a lead pipe. Heh. Hehehehe. Dress Lady, in the Stairway, with a lead pipe. Any Clue fans out there? Shut up, it's funny. Most of the kiddies were up the stairs already, so I zeroed in on the Dress Lady. She caved in the guys head and he dropped, still. Showtime. I growled and lurched at her. She looked up just in time and jerked back in horror. I tripped over a toy and fell flat on my face. Okay, that was a test run. Now it was showtime. I pulled myself across the floor at her, wrapping my arms around her legs and tried taking a hunk out of her calf. Seriously, lady? Who the hell wears a dress during a zombie apocalypse? She screamed and kicked at me. In the struggle I accidentally caught a gander up her dress. I looked away quickly; if I could blush, I would've. But, hey, I looked away, like a gentleman. Okay, maybe I didn't look away immediately......Hey! I'm only human! Sorta. But I want to make it clear, I DID look away. Eventually. © 2016 wagonburnerReviews
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