"What was that noise?" asked Tj. "Who cares about that, what is that smell?" said Ryan. "It smells to me like Mitchell and Jake have already started without us," said Tj, who had recognized the smell almost immediately. "Dude that's not cool, that's not cool at all," said Ryan. "They should have waited for us." Tj said, "Lets go join them and get in on the action." Ryan quickly replied, "You took the words right out of my mouth." Both of them jogged over to the door and went inside. Across the room they saw Mitchell and Jake and also saw to their horror that they had just finished with the bong and were now packing up to leave. They quickly ran over to where they were sitting. Tj asked, "Hey guys, what took you so damn long?" "We came across a little trouble," Mitchell said as he pointed to the dead man lying on the ground. Tj and Ryan hadn't noticed it before because they were too preoccupied with the fact that Mitchell and Jake had finished with the bong. "What the hell is that?" asked Ryan in disgust, while moving back several paces. "We don't really know what it was, other than the fact that it tried to attack me and it looked like it was dead a long time before Jake killed it with the vase. "Are you trying to tell me that that thing is a..a.a zombie?" asked Tj in disbelief. "As far as we can tell, yes, it is a zombie," said Jake. "Jake, how many times have I told you to stop drinkin the bong water?" asked Tj. Jake just shook his head. "I know what I saw and that thing is a zombie, it tried to eat me," said Mitchell. "Now what do we do?" asked Ryan. "I think we should just leave this house and look for someplace else to plant our pot," said Jake. The buzz was starting to wear off and he was starting to get nervous. "First I think we should all just relax a little," said Tj. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" said Mitchell with a smile. "Yup, its bong time." With that they all started to unpack their packs. They laid their Cheetos in a pile on the table for later. Mitchell took out the bong and they all loaded up. It was a custom bong, which had four outlets for all of them to smoke at the same time. In the middle of there second hit, they all heard a moan. They all looked down and to their horror they saw the zombie start to get up. In all of their fright they all exhaled at the same time. The smoke went directly into the zombies face, and to their amazement, the zombie smiled. The zombie just stood there for a minute smiling and then it let out another moan and launched itself at them. They all managed to get out of the way just in time. But again to their amazement, the zombie did not turn around. Instead, it attacked the Cheetos pile. Apparently the zombie had the munchies, and to their disappointment and disbelief, he ate all of the Cheetos, every last bite. "What the hell are you doing, those are our Cheetos," said Ryan in anger. The zombie turned to him as if he had just noticed him, and it was then that everyone realized that Ryan had made the zombie angry, because the zombie turned and started to shamble exceptionally fast towards them. Because everyone was high, they all did the same thing, which was run in the opposite direction, straight through the door in which the zombie came. They all ran as fast as they could and pretty soon they faced another door, which was unlocked. They went through it too. After that was another hall with more rooms. They went through another door. They did this for several minutes. In the end they stopped in a corridor with several rooms to catch their breath. "Where are we?" asked Ryan. "How should we know," replied Mitchell. "For all I know we could be in the middle of the mansion." Then the thought struck them, they were all lost in the middle of a mansion with zombies chasing after them, but worst of all, they had left most of their pot behind.