As night fell, the monsters emerged from their hiding places.

The zombies moaned and lazed about as Steve quivered in his corner, frightened to death. One of them caught sight of Steve and quickly began pummeling on the door. Having no other place to turn to, Steve used his bare hands to move the earth beneath him in order to hide himself from the terrifying zombie. He quickly placed a block of dirt above him. He listened intently as the zombie busted down the door and stormed in, then as the zombie lost interest and lazed out of the shack. Steve removed the dirt from above him and was met with a sunbeam from the coming dawn. The monsters quickly retreated back to their holes, and Steve climbed out of his hole. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief.