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A Little Something from Sometimes We Ran 4: Survival
Here's something from Sometimes We Ran 4: Survival Not responsible for any plot holes, bad words, or terrible grammar - it's very rough. :)
"As Lisa got into the clear, the zombie that was on his feet began to move. It caught our scent on the rain-dampened air, and turned to strike. Lisa, trying to keep our approach as quiet as possible, drew her knife. She stood, knees bent, watching the parking lot Red-Eye come to within arms length. Swinging the sharp blade in an upward arc, Lisa caught the zombie in the chest. She opened a huge gash all the way to it’s chin. The Red-Eye screamed in surprise and pain, then fell to the asphalt. Lisa didn’t kill it, but it was out of action. The Red-Eye was now on the ground, swimming in it’s own body fluids. We could move on to the bank.
Lisa turned. She had gotten too close, and experienced some blowback from the Red-Eyes’s grievous wounds. The creature’s blood, black as oil, was splattered across her shirt and up into her face. Lisa wiped it from her cheeks and neck. “Lovely,” she said.
“Like a baptism,” I said, handing her a fresh handkerchief.
A high-pitched squeal came from behind us. Lisa and I turned just in time to see another parking lot Red-Eye hit the ground with a bad knife wound. Ben and Big Tommy gave me a thumbs up after the kill.
“We better get inside before something murders us out here,” I said. No one argued. We quickly got into a single file, and got to the bank door on the double."
I'll finish it soon...I promise. :)
"As Lisa got into the clear, the zombie that was on his feet began to move. It caught our scent on the rain-dampened air, and turned to strike. Lisa, trying to keep our approach as quiet as possible, drew her knife. She stood, knees bent, watching the parking lot Red-Eye come to within arms length. Swinging the sharp blade in an upward arc, Lisa caught the zombie in the chest. She opened a huge gash all the way to it’s chin. The Red-Eye screamed in surprise and pain, then fell to the asphalt. Lisa didn’t kill it, but it was out of action. The Red-Eye was now on the ground, swimming in it’s own body fluids. We could move on to the bank.
Lisa turned. She had gotten too close, and experienced some blowback from the Red-Eyes’s grievous wounds. The creature’s blood, black as oil, was splattered across her shirt and up into her face. Lisa wiped it from her cheeks and neck. “Lovely,” she said.
“Like a baptism,” I said, handing her a fresh handkerchief.
A high-pitched squeal came from behind us. Lisa and I turned just in time to see another parking lot Red-Eye hit the ground with a bad knife wound. Ben and Big Tommy gave me a thumbs up after the kill.
“We better get inside before something murders us out here,” I said. No one argued. We quickly got into a single file, and got to the bank door on the double."
I'll finish it soon...I promise. :)
