This Chapter is for the readers who chose to bash the head in of the homeless man from chapter 4.

Could You Survive a Zombie Apocalypse?

You pick up the bat with a smirk on your face. This hobo is going to wish he never crossed your path that's for sure.

As soon as he gets close enough you slam the bat against his head as hard as you can. The wood splinters but you continue to pound on the man's head before it pops and he lies still. Before you have a chance to realize what you have just done, bright white lights blind you and a voice calls out.

"Put the bat down and step away from the body!"

The cops have caught you red handed. You are cuffed and thrown into the slammer until you can get a lawyer. And since your parents are not picking up the phone you are stuck. Later that night all the guards start acting funny. Even some of the prisoners in the cells around you start spitting up blood and growling.

Suddenly it becomes clear that the entire prison has become infected and those not in cells make their way to yours. They try to break down the doors but you know they will never be able to with just their hands.

You've been given a death sentence. In a few days you will starve to death and the last memories you have are the constant banging and moaning of the zombies surrounding you. And you didn't even get a trial.

Didn't your mother ever teach you not to bash strangers' heads in? No? Well, mine either, but you are still dead. You can go back and try again.