Chapter 3

It does sound like footsteps though. Marching. And it smells funny out here, but I’m sure that’s probably just some dead, at least I hope it’s dead, animal. Like a wild boar or something.

He shivered. This wasn’t fun anymore, not that it was supposed to be fun in the first placeThere came a rumble of thunder and several flashes of lightning, and surely that was just the wind blowing through the cane; right? Even though it sounded more like a conch shell being blown than anything else. The wind was getting worse, and it started to rain, heavily, right off the bat. And then they appeared. Marching.

Oh crap! There are zombies! They look like warriors and they’re all marching right toward me!