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There she was, crying as usual and hiding in an abandoned building. Tumi tried to keep her voice muffled and quiet as she wept behind a tipped over desk, she didn't want attention from the undead to draw towards her.
Her rusted cleaver rested beside her, it was in poor condition and was already about to break away.
Tumi whimpered, her head peering over the edge of the desk, what she saw was horrid; Dead bodies sprawled all over the building, limbs scattered and heads dismembered, disgusting. This made her cry even louder, and her attempts to keep her voice down was not helping her at all. She tried clamping her mouth shut with two hands but attention was already drawn. Two zombies began to approach her, they stumbled upon one another at a staggering pace.
Tumi grabbed her cleaver and tried to make her way out, but one grabbed her foot, pulling her towards it's opened mouth. She tried swinging her weapon around, but to no avail it clamped its jaw around her ankle, her ankle began to bleed. Tumi screeched and flailed her legs around prying the undead freak off of her. She threw her cleaver hitting the center of its head, leaving the second one to feast upon its brethren's dead flesh, it gave her enough time to make it out of the building and wrap the bite wound... She was infected now...
Her rusted cleaver rested beside her, it was in poor condition and was already about to break away.
Tumi whimpered, her head peering over the edge of the desk, what she saw was horrid; Dead bodies sprawled all over the building, limbs scattered and heads dismembered, disgusting. This made her cry even louder, and her attempts to keep her voice down was not helping her at all. She tried clamping her mouth shut with two hands but attention was already drawn. Two zombies began to approach her, they stumbled upon one another at a staggering pace.
Tumi grabbed her cleaver and tried to make her way out, but one grabbed her foot, pulling her towards it's opened mouth. She tried swinging her weapon around, but to no avail it clamped its jaw around her ankle, her ankle began to bleed. Tumi screeched and flailed her legs around prying the undead freak off of her. She threw her cleaver hitting the center of its head, leaving the second one to feast upon its brethren's dead flesh, it gave her enough time to make it out of the building and wrap the bite wound... She was infected now...