Pew

You go nice and steady, letting your momentum do the work.

The cart glides down the slope, and it naturally comes to a stop. You push through the rotting streets until you find a machine shop.

You get from work from there, combining scrap, electronics, and rotting zombie parts, creating mecha zombies in an orgy of creativity,

Soon, they are complete, they read your instructions, and you take a deep, nasty breath and close your eyes. They take various objects and beat the ever living shit out of you, tearing your apart limb from limb, whether you groan in pain or ecstasy is up to you. Your very own head cannon!

You have 1 choice:

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