25th part 3

It was obvious that there was something in this house. You know when you know there is someone near but you can’t see them. This is how I was feeling now. I know that something is coming to me as well as the zombies brewing at the door.

There was a thud and then an old woman’s voice. Well that’s how it sounded to me. The slight croak and waver of old age. It could be an old man with a high pitched voice for all I know at this moment.

“Oh my goodness. Oh well whoever is in here drop your weapons. Don’t swear if you know what’s good for you. I can’t stand foul language.”

“I cant drop them if the undead get in here i need to defend myself.”

“If you don’t drop them your dead and I’ll feed you to them myself.”

This old person had a bad ass attitude and I liked it. With threats coming at me from every angle i tossed down my weapons with a smile. Then called up to my host.

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