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Wyatt cuts off a zombies head then looks down the hallway.
Wyatt: AHA! A window, im getting out of this bloodbath! *runs away from a battle between 12 men and a massive wave of zombies pouring in from all sides and jumps through the window into the pitch black cold night*

I unno, *runs away into the forest*

Nate slices off a zombies head with a broken flachion then sees some one jump out the window so Nate ran behind him and jumped out. Then he realized it was pitch black. It wasnt a window it was a trap door and thats why none of the twelve of them saw it it was being coverd by a painting. He finds a torch and lights with his brand new,flashy zippo. Then he gasps.

"I have no clue no i dont think so but he did"Said nate pointing towards the right were another rangr zombified was walking towards them.(This is kind of like that one movie i forgot the name of where all those people fet turned into zombies and a couple people survive and get stuck in a building)

Wyatt looks at the zombie coming at them, luckily it had its hands ripped off.
Wyatt: theres always one in the corner... stare , *Wyatt pulls out a throwing knife and slings it at the zombies head* "where are we?, and who are you?"

Gee, I sure hope roleplaying posts aren't against the rules... what with the bats club and all. I hate getting in trouble... but sometimes:

::Harbone, the most vital* of the zombies, sinks his rotting teeth into the tender flesh of one of the screaming men. He tears at he muscle and sinew, causing blood to fountain from the man's exposed jugular.

Chewing numbly on the pound of flesh, Harbone stares upward with his glassy eyes, searching for that most precious of zombie treats.

"Braimfs" he mumbles through a mouthful of still-warm "long pork."

Driven forward by some terrible will other than his own, the living dead ghoul seeks the life essences... or, at least, grey matter, of the two fleeing heroes.

Fortunately, zombies of Harbones' caliber aren't so great with secret doors.::

*In this case, harbone qualifies because he still has most of the flesh on his scalp, except for that negligible bit around his left eye socket.