You franticly look around for a weapon. Dropping your backpack, you start picking up books and throwing them at the zombie. It stops briefly but then continues it's awkward forward limp toward you. As it closes in you drop the books and pick up your backpack. You swing it at the zombie and make contact. The light thump your bag makes when you hit the zombie reminds you that you let Brian, from your study group, borrow your textbook. Your bag is empty and useless. You die.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
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Posted by lrodrigue at 5:50 PM
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