"I don't believe it," said Tj with an awed expression. "I can't believe we left the whole stash." Ryan said in a hushed tone, "we aren't going to get out of this high, are we?" "Of course we are, don't talk like that," exclaimed Mitchell. "We will get high again. Some way, I don't know how, but we will get high again." Everyone looked around at each other silently after what Mitchell had said. Deep down they all knew, without a doubt, that the zombie had by now smoked all of their stash and was now looking for more. As if on time, they all heard a loud knock on the door at the far end of the hall, followed by a loud moan. "I don't believe it," said Jake. "How could that thing have followed us all the way to here? After that much pot, it couldn't have been able to find its own feet, let alone find us." "Maybe there are more of them," said Tj. "Or maybe its not affected as much as we are by the pot." "Dude, that was our best stuff," said Mitchell. "There is no way that thing wasn't affected." "It's a zombie, who knows how pot affects it," said Jake. "Anyway, who cares, it doesn't look like it can open doors. I think that we take stock of what we do have, ok?" "Fine," said Mitchell. "All I have is a little box of matches." Tj said, "I have the cap gun." Having said that, everyone looked at him in a confused sort of way. "Ok," said Jake. "I have the bong, but I don't know how much good that will do us." "I have the straw," said Ryan. "Wait, I just found this." With that he pulls out a medium sized bag full to the top with pure green heaven. "There is a god," exclaimed Tj as he hurries to get the bong from Jake. "LIGHT IT UP, LIGHT IT UP, LIGHT IT UP!" yelled Ryan as he quickly pulls some out of the bag and puts I into the bong. Mitchell brought out the matches and lit the bong. For a few minutes no one spoke, only toked. After a couple of hits on the bong, smoke had drifted all throughout the hall, even through the door in which the zombie was trying to break through. Smelling the pot drove the zombie wild. He threw himself at the door with all of his zombie might and broke the door down. The four potheads hadn't even noticed the door breaking down. They only realized that the zombie was in the hall was when he was five feet away, bearing down upon them. The zombie lunged at them and latched on to Ryan's leg. Ryan tried to pull himself away but the zombie had a strong grip. POW! POW! POW! POW! Everyone, even the zombie, stopped and looked. There was Tj, pulling the trigger on the cap gun, screaming at the top of his lungs, "DIE DIE DIE." Bye now the zombie had let go of Ryan's leg and was just staring at Tj with his mouth open. Realizing what was happening, Mitchell yelled, "Everyone, run!" He didn't have to yell it twice. By the time the zombie knew what was happening, everyone had fled down the hall and into the unopened door. It turned out that the unopened door led straight to the outside into the backyard. The whole yard was enclosed with a twenty-foot high fence. In the middle of the yard was a huge pool, and in the middle of the pool was a statue of a woman. On two sides of the pool were slots where a medallion of some sort could be placed. One of the medallions was already in place and the other was lying on the ground where it should have been placed. Being the curious type, Ryan went over and put the second medallion in its place. When he did this, the pool drained revealing a set of steps and an elevator. "Should we go down?" asked Jake. "I don't think we have any choice," replied Mitchell. With that all four of them crowded into the elevator and Tj pressed the down button. "Here we go," said Tj.