As they made their way slowly towards the back, Pat suddenly came to a sudden halt and signalled to everyone else to stop. Straight ahead, in a big pool of fresh blood, stood a ravenous zombie feeding on the corpse of an unidentified co-worker.
The zombie didn't seem to notice the flashlight, or the group since he was too busy feeding. Pat looked back at the others. "You ready?" Everyone seemed a bit confused. Tim whispered back- "Ready for what?" Without hesitation Pat let out a bloodcurling scream and rushed the feeding zombie. It looked up just in time to see a sharp machete. Both sides of the zombie's head fell like a split banana as Pat's machete split it right down the middle. Blood gushed from the zombie like a geyser, spraying Pat and almost covering everyone else.
Standing in utter shock, Tim, Felix, Aaron and Brett were silent for a moment before Tim started a slow clap. The other's followed. "Remind me not to make you angry." Tim said with a nervous chuckle. Pat turned his head to look over his shoulder. "That's my secret... I'm always angry."
Pat turned to continue, and was immediately met with a mouthful of sharp teeth and strong jaws as a bigger, meaner mutated zombie screamed and chomped down on Pat's face. The zombie swayed it's neck back and forth, flailing Pat's body like a ragdoll. Over the growls of the zombie everyone could hear muffled screams.
"Oh shit!" Felix yelled. "What do we do?" Tim asked, poised to act, but locked up with fear. "Fuckin run!" Aaron yelled, pointing towards the door. Everyone sprinted past the scene of gore, avoiding Pat's feet as they swung overhead. "Sorry Pat!" Aaron said, grabbing the machete from growing pool of blood.
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