I could hear nothing but the wind slamming tree branches against the house. My pulse was racing, and I could feel nothing but the strong ache in my thoat. My body shook fiercely against the ground as I hid. Beneath an unknown bed.
Something was stumbling around the room. It squealed Unnaturally. It clawed at nothing. Biting at nothing. What was once human, now stood dead in this very room. And it was trying to find me. It wanted to rip me apart. It was a zombie, there was nothing else that I could possibly call it.
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