It’s late at night and I’m on my
way home from the pub. I’ve got a great kebab and I decide to eat it in the
market rather than wait until I get home. I sit on the steps leading up to the
shopping centre and tuck into chicken and chilli. It’s gorgeous and all eyes
are on the delicious grilled food to create as little mess as possible. When I finally
look up, there’s a huge horde of zombies crawling towards me. In a panic, I run
up the steps and try the doors to the shopping centre. Amazingly, they’re
unlocked, so I push open the doors and turn around. Unfortunately, there’s nothing
to barricade the doors with, so the only choice is to head further inside. In a
corner by the entrance to a supermarket, two zombified security guards are
consuming the flesh of a shelf-stacker. I tiptoe past and head inside the
store. If I can reach the deli counter, I might be able to find a butcher’s
knife big enough to defend myself with…
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