MaccaLand!

Here?

The next morning.
"Have all of you gathered your things?" Said Brian. "Yeah I believe so, we only have like a mile left huh?" Said Paul. "Yeah about, I'm ready to set into probe records." Said Brian. They all grab their things and head out. "Paul can you hold my guitar for a sec?" Said John. "Yeah" says Paul grabbing the guitar. "Watch this" says John as he reaches in his pocket and grabs a very sharp knife. John runs up and slices a zombies arm clean off. "What do you guys think?" Says John. "Watch out John he might turn and bite you" said Paul teasingly. John then drills the knife into the zombies head and cuts its head off. "You can say he's had a headache haha" said Ringo. "Haha very funny Ringo now get away from that corpse and let's go, in fact I can see probe records from here!" Said Brian. Out in the distance was a red building, pretty good shape, and didn't look like it housed any zombies. "Let's run to it!" Said John. They all started running and screaming "I ATE PAUL'S BLUEBERRIES" frantically until finally they arrived at probe records. "So this is it?" Said George. "Yeah let's go in" said Brian. Ringo then rushes and holds open the door. "All I see are pure records" said John. "Yeah try to find Moore" said Brian. So they went on looking for that certain record "monkees no, hi lo no, the White album.. HEY LOOK WHAT I FOUND!" said Ringo "He found MOORE!!" Said Brian rushing to Ringo. "No I found our album the White album" said Ringo laughing hysterically. "Ugh your such a fucking baby" said Brian. "Well let's get moving we don't have time to spare" said Brian.