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Rated: GC · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1748874
Five more survivors face the undead.
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Chapter #3

STAY THE FUCK OFF MY LAWN!

    by: evil dude Author IconMail Icon
It was a warm October afternoon in Rustone's suburbs and normally it would be filled with the sights of people enjoying the fresh air and beautiful weather. But, as fate would have it, Halloween had come much earlier this year and the streets were already filled with ghoulish mosters looking for their candy. Most of the picture-esque homes and yards were covered in fresh blood, organs, and moaning zombies. The nightmarish decorations of hell placed upon an unsuspecting nighborhood. Yet, amazingly, there was a house untouched by the undead... although the lawn was still a mess of corpses. Jessie Tenenbaum fired her 12 gauge into the torso of a man in a business suit and blew away half of his mangled face. "I DON'T WANT ANY!" She roared as she loaded 2 more shells into the shotguns chamber and opened fired on a group of zombiefied girl scouts making their way up her driveway. "KEEP YOUR GOD DAMN COOKIES!"


The ghastly little horrors went down easily, but there were still many more coming from off the streets. "BURN IN HELL YOU MOTHERFUCKING ABOMINATIONS!!!" Jessie yelled as she threw a homemade molotov into the middle of a corpse pile on her front lawn. Several shambling undead burst into flame instantly as she grabbed another firebomb and hurled it at a large man in a football jersey and "kiss the cook" apron. "KISS THIS, YOU ASSHOLES! YOU'RE RUINING MY YARD!" The zombies just kept coming and she kept putting them back down with all the hellish fury of a demon. Then, the unthinkable happened... she ran out of molotov's and her shotgun clicked on an empty chamber. "SHIT! WELL THEN, COME AND GET SOME YOU WALKING HORRORS!" She called as she picked up the two machetes she was keeping next to her porch chair and began slicing her way to safety. One zombie at a time.
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