Another Monday Morning
You slump to the earth, as your head hits the hard earth beneath, everything quickly becomes dark..
You slowly open your eyes, then, to your horror, you stare into the eyes of the most revolting being you've ever laid your eyes on, except that zombie movie you watched last weekend. It's face is distorted, and blood leaks gradually down it's cheek. His eyes are hollow, the face dirty, but obviously has been dead for long.
The Graveyard is full of Zombies.
If only you hadn't wasted all those bullets.
You suddenly feel something sprawling out of your left pocket. A cartridge round!
What do you do now?
You slowly open your eyes, then, to your horror, you stare into the eyes of the most revolting being you've ever laid your eyes on, except that zombie movie you watched last weekend. It's face is distorted, and blood leaks gradually down it's cheek. His eyes are hollow, the face dirty, but obviously has been dead for long.
The Graveyard is full of Zombies.
If only you hadn't wasted all those bullets.
You suddenly feel something sprawling out of your left pocket. A cartridge round!
What do you do now?