Jack started throwing hard punches at the zombies face. They were hard enough to make it release it's grip on his neck. This gave him enough time to shove it off of him. He then picked up his pistol, just as the zombie was getting back up. Jack fired several rounds into its face. The zombie fell backward onto the floor, its face riddled with bullet holes. It took Jack a few minutes to realize he'd used up his ammo. "At least I've still got an axe." he said, discarding the empty firearm and retrieving the axe. He then decided to,
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