TRAVIS
“Okay,” said Mathew. “If one of the dead guys bites a guy who’s alive, then he becomes like the dead guy.”
The boys had set up a massive battle scene on the floor of Mathew’s bedroom with action figures, toy soldiers, dinosaurs, vehicles, and a host of miscellaneous monsters and toy people. The room was an organized mess, and Travis loved every minute. They had already worked out their entire battle scenario while they’d been in the tree fort that afternoon, and now, except for a few minor details, things moved swiftly and smoothly.
“Are they zombieth?” asked Tony.
Mathew and Travis looked at each other. Travis answered. “No, they’re instant vampires, but they like the sun.”
“They do?”
“Either that or we switch to a night battle,” said Mathew. Though Mathew directed the battle
