Upper Hand: Zombie Apocalypse
Fwoosh! You flit right to it and grab its head, the force of your grab probably already killed it, but...
Crack! Crack! Crack! You smack its head into the tiled wall.
Shrk! It's flesh and skin tore and the force of back and forth, from head on neck to head in wall.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! The skull is already cracked open and the brains begin the spatter out as you slam the head into the wall.
Splat! Sclerch! Sclerch! All you have in your hand is a mess of what was once a head, now a mess of brains, blood, eyeballs, teeth, and other things. And its finished.
You kneel down and shake the human man awake gently. Surprisingly he wasn't awoken by the head bashing, he stirs a bit and mumbles something. You get up and grab the zombie's body.
"Get up and barricade the door." you say as you reach up (on the tip of your toes, well balanced) and begin to stuff the zombie's headless body out thru the window.
It's definitely early morning now, you see that there really are a lot of zombies out there, there is a fence around the perimeter of the store, but past it is a whole horde of the undead. The sun is out but there is no direct sunlight from the window, but looking outside does give your eyes a burning sensation.
The human man is now wide awake and taking out a couple of boxes from the janitor's closet and quickly running to place them in front of the restroom's door.
Crack! Crack! Crack! You smack its head into the tiled wall.
Shrk! It's flesh and skin tore and the force of back and forth, from head on neck to head in wall.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! The skull is already cracked open and the brains begin the spatter out as you slam the head into the wall.
Splat! Sclerch! Sclerch! All you have in your hand is a mess of what was once a head, now a mess of brains, blood, eyeballs, teeth, and other things. And its finished.
You kneel down and shake the human man awake gently. Surprisingly he wasn't awoken by the head bashing, he stirs a bit and mumbles something. You get up and grab the zombie's body.
"Get up and barricade the door." you say as you reach up (on the tip of your toes, well balanced) and begin to stuff the zombie's headless body out thru the window.
It's definitely early morning now, you see that there really are a lot of zombies out there, there is a fence around the perimeter of the store, but past it is a whole horde of the undead. The sun is out but there is no direct sunlight from the window, but looking outside does give your eyes a burning sensation.
The human man is now wide awake and taking out a couple of boxes from the janitor's closet and quickly running to place them in front of the restroom's door.