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I stared at her in horror. “That’s pretty sick. Have you seen them do it?”
She smiled grimly. “Oh yeah, and it’s far worse than anything you could possibly imagine. They’ve drained the indoor pool and that’s where the excitement takes place,” she said angrily. “A few girls against a group of zombies; it’s sadistic as all hell, and they make the rest of us watch the whole sordid thing.”
It definitely was horrifying, but to tell you the truth, it was better than what had originally crossed my mind. I thought for sure they were raping us or making some kind of snuff films. I had to admit that zombies didn’t scare me as much as desperate drug dealers.
“What happens if you beat the zombies?” I asked.
She snorted. “Hasn’t been done yet. Weapons aren’t allowed, and the only way to kill a
