Jessie wanted to get into her car and drive away to safety, but knew that the hordes of undead monsters before her would likely pin her before she even got close. "Damn it..." she groaned as she took the head off of a housewife with half of her face missing and plunged one of her machetes deep into the chest of what had once been the zombie's husband.
The blade got stuck a moment, but Jessie quickly managed to pull it free and slit the throat of a man in a tennis outfit. As she pushed him aside he grabbed one of her machetes and knocked over a small group of his friends, finally giving Jessie an opening.
Not hesitating for a second, Jessie gripped her other machete tightly and began swinging wildly at the zombies trying to knock her to the ground. A particularly large corpse in a broken football helmet managed to hit the machete out of her hand when she broke free from the horde, though it was too late for him to trap her.
With one mighty tackle from her large frame Jessie sent the cadaver stumbling backwards to trip up the rest of the group pursuing her and ran across the street. She didn't want to get boxed in and not having any weapons left made her panic. Without another thought she ran inside the house across the street, locked the door and pushed a nearby table over it to hold off the dead long enough for her to think of a plan.
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