Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20181020194933/@comment-36835899-20181021213452

Ah, this again.

Fortunately, I've learned to prepare for zombies.

I take out my phone and quickly search through my MP3 for the right song, cranking the volume up to maximum.

I hit the play button, and snap a pose

"WHO-PA!"

As the music kicks in, I begin to dance. The magic laced through the song wafts over the horde, causing them to dance along with me. It takes some time and a little effort, but I manage to dance the bunch right off the edge of a nearby cliff before the music ends. I finish the performance with a little spin that ends with me balanced on the tips of my toes before moonwalking back from the cliff's edge.

That's what being a Thriller is all about.

I head back to the exhausted guy, drop him in the passenger seat of my truck, and haul ass out of there. Let fucking Triple-A get his car.