Long Shooting - I'll take 60%

To pick up where we left off, we drove back to the same place and filled the truck with the 1-gallon containers. We managed to fit in a total of 128 pieces and once we secured them, we drove across the street where a store that sold generators was shut tight. However, engine noise would almost always attract unwanted attention so I jumped down with my blade drawn.

My first victim was a deadhead that had its right eye chewed off so even if it didn't matter, I used the damaged entrance to sink my blade in before I drew it back and removed part of an infected's head, skull, and brain matter.

Everyone else followed after me but I couldn't help but smile as to how lopping heads off became much, much easier. Because with my katana, there were fewer things to worry about—distance and positioning, for example—as I decapitated another deadhead and stabbed its still "living" head until its jaw stopped moving in one flowing motion.