Chapter 5: la dance macabre
The survivors were all franticly searching the store for weapons, most of them going for hard sturdy baseball bats, only Lewis got a wooden Aikido sword. Lord help me, he said, I could do some damage with that thing. Turns out he had been practicing Aikido all his life.
Justin found some tape and taped a bunch of nails on the bat, turning it into an even deadlier weapon; he christened it "Dumbo stomp".
Janine came out of the changing room, now wearing runner's pants, tennis shoes and a black jacket: more comfy for what's ahead she said.
James, wearing a dark suit and dark sun glasses who contrasted with his white slick hair, took the bat in one hand, and a 9mm Beretta In the other. I've done some things, in my life, things that might have been seen as bad by some people, and these things, today, are gonna help me get out of here.
Bill picked up a black baseball bat, with leather studs, and a red fiery handle, probably custom made by a former survivor, but dropped in account of being too gay. He kept his mouth shut, only smirked, walked to James and demanded a pistol, James obliged. I was in the army Bill said, don't let this appearance fool you, I was Special Forces. With that he took the gun, raised it and quickly shot at the back of the store, dropping the former store owner strait to the floor, must have been bitten a wile back, and went to die in the supply closet. Only this time death does not wait for everyone.
Pierot, wondered weather he should exchange his leather moon and stars engraved boots for comfy running shoes, but decided against it, he was too fond of this boots given to him by the electric wizard himself. It was back at an open air festival; he had wandered of into the forest after hearing some jam band, and sat down beneath the tree. He lit his joint and took a puff. He heard a voice: what's up, he looked up there stood the legend, the wizard, they shared a joint together, and the wizard ended up giving him the boots.
Pierot preferred to stick to his trusty guitar, and only took a small scuba knife he sheathed it in his pants.
It was go time.
Janine looked out towards the main hall, the zombies were fast approaching, a couple hundred of them, she screamed, we are lost.
Pierot looked at her: yes yes I am, but hey look who found you, welcome Alice I've been expecting you. His straight mouth turned into a smile.
Janine and the rest looked at Pierot, his eyes were crazy, they contained glimmer of mischief, and he could barely contain his excitement.
He lifted a scuba tank, rolled it into the main hole, and with that James shot it, the fiery chaos obliterating a couple of zombies, enough to create a path.
All the survivors ran through the fire shooting or swinging at the occasional burning zombie, they finally got to a place, it looked like an office, it was empty, they hid in there, all of them had survived.