stand. “Bones will keep you company while you wait for the doctor.” “And if any of you are doctors,” says Dum, “your patients are waiting for you.” “Is this all of us?” I ask. “We’re the only survivors?” Dee looks over at Dum. “Are zombie girls allowed to talk?” “If they’re cute and willing to do zombie-girl mud fights.” “Duuude. Right on.” “That’s a disgusting image.”
