March 13, 2012 2:52:51 PM EDT
i walk down the deserted street, my weapons making a light jingling sound. i see a lone infected & cut its head off, not slowing my pace even a little. i count how many clips of ammo i have left. 30 desert eagle, 40 M5, & one frag. "yippie ki-yay motherfucker." i say as i stab another infected through the eye.
(thought i'd revive the topic. after all, who doesn't love the idea of a zombie apocalypse?)