It was a hot Monday afternoon when Rage decided, for God knows what reason, that he was gonna go for a walk. He stepped outside, got about 10 feet from the door and realized that the arthritis in his knees and his osteoporosis made walking a very laborious thing to do. So he walked his elderly ass back inside and sat in front of his computer, right where he had spent every other day. Out the window he saw a homeless man drudging through the empty streets, dragging his right foot as he walked. He didn't think much of it at the time. He had figured heat exhaustion was causing the man to appear so zombie-like. He turned back around to face his monitor. He logged onto skype, noticed hollow was online, and called him. "I thought you were going for a walk." Hollow said. Rage thought for a second and decided to lie, so as to avoid the old man remarks. "I was going to but I remembered that we needed to record another episode of Mapstravaganza." He replied. After a moment of thought Hollow said, "Today's episode already went up and we don't need another one until Thursday." Rage, unable to come up with another lie to patch the holes in his first lie, admitted "Ugh, fine. I tried going for a walk but my legs hurt, and it's hot, and I was getting dehydrated and…" Hollow interrupted him "would you stop whining? You sound like you're 90. I'm gonna put you in a fucking nursing home if you keep crying like a little bitch every time you have to move any joint other than your fingers and jaw." "Hey!" Rage interjected. "I move… occasionally." Hollow rolled his eyes.
"Anyway, I got an email today. It was from Paradox. They're having a convention in London for a few new games that they're making. Did you get it too?" Hollow asked. Rage saw an opportunity to insult Hollow and he couldn't resist. "Of course I got the email. I'm much more important than you are." Hollow generally couldn't give less fucks about Rage's pathetic excuse for an insult so he brushed it off as if it never happened. He responded with "I figured we'd go down to London for a few days, meet up with Fluke, and check out some museums and shit." "Yeah, museums, that sounds like a fucking blast. "Rage said in his most sarcastic voice." Hollow, not in the mood for Rage's shit, says "Fuck off. It'll be fun." The pair decided to play some Dota for a little while until Hollow decided he needed to eat his supper. Rage, realizing he hadn't eaten in a while either, didn't protest and went off to eat.
While he was eating he turned on the TV. He joined in the middle of an emergency report. He heard the reporter say "The outbreaks have been noted in a few of the larger cities. Those infected by the disease have symptoms similar to those of zombies. The infected appear to be reanimated corpses. They move very slowly and have a taste for flesh, whether it be human or animal. The virus is spread through bites. If you are bitten, get to the nearest hospital immediately. It is currently unclear where the virus was initiated but tests are currently being done to find a cure. It is advised that you remain in your homes while the problem is resolved." AT that moment Rage heard his phone ring. He answered immediately. On the other end he heard Hollow yell "ARE YOU SEEING THIS SHIT?" "Am I seeing what?" Why are you so panicked?" Rage replied. Hollow, still yelling, said "FUCKING ZOMBIES! THERE IS A FUCKING ZOMBIE OUTBREAK!" "Oh, that. Yeah I saw that." "AND YOU'RE NOT PANICKING!?" Hollow asked, in a voice that showed both extreme anger and confusion. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? THERE'S A FUCKING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AND YOU'RE ACTING LIKE EVERYTHING'S FUCKING PEACHY!" "Calm your tits Hollow. First off, it's not an apocalypse. We know enough about Zombies from movies and video games. We can prepare for this. I've always said a zombie outbreak would be fun." "Oh, so museums bore the hell out of you but you think a zombie apocalypse is fun? What the fuck is wrong with your head?" Hollow asked, again, both confused and angry. "Look, Just stay where you are, I'll be there in a minute." Hollow demanded before hanging up the phone.