"Aaach! Zombies!"
Arachnakid was terrified until she realized that most of them were dead. "Hmm..."
Just as the first of the maggot-eyed critters lunged toward her, she remembered the crown of candles she was wearing. However, she also realized as her hand reached for one of them that this would be completely useless against zombies. She barely ducked under the moldy one-armed menace before sprinting down the road as fast as her alchohol-impaired legs could carry her (which was only slightly faster than the zombie.)
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