Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160302031704

The zombie did as told, biting down on the sandwich, and trying to chew. She could hold it on her own, and she did grab at the sandwich.. she was not unlike a "special" child.. she just needed more instruction.

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"If I were you.. I wouldn't waste my time tryin' to kill em.. if they come at you, just whack 'em on the head and run.. they're slow.. an' killin' em is just tiring.." He gestures to the tears at his pants. "Take too long tryin' to kill one of those things.. more will come and you'll be too spent to fend 'em off.." Officer Abernathy tried to open the main door.. oddly enough, it was jammed shut. He scratched his head in confusion. "What..? I came through this door.. how did it get jammed up? Someone lock us in here..? Here, you.. see if you can't use that crowbar to pry the door open." The officer never did catch his name.. did he?