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Kris
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The sun was starting to go down while the zombies appeared to be waking up all over town. A feeling of dread gnawed in Kris’s stomach as she watched their shadows creep by.
“Wow, look at all of those hideous creatures. I doubt we would have made it without this rig,” stated Carly, gripping the steering wheel. They’d had to slow down and it was nerve-wracking to see such horror up close. Dozens of zombies staggered aimlessly down the road with no particular destination.
Kris watched as two undead preyed upon some kind of dead animal, possibly a raccoon. It was certainly a gruesome sight to behold, their bloody, rotting, faces gorging themselves with food. She shuddered and looked away.
“Not many survivors, I guess,” said Carly.
Kris shook her head and sighed. “Doesn’t
