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... ck-A-Mole with rotting moles. These zombies had the survival instincts of a potato. A moldy potato.
And for some reason, it seemed like something had changed in them.
"S-Seriously?" Jake stuttered, smacking a zombie in the face with his blunt sword. "Th-They’re j-just... s-slowly walking over to us now. D-Did they g-get tired?"
"Don’t jinx it!" I yelled, jamming my broom handle into a zombie’s open mouth. It bit down, realized it couldn’t chew splinters, and spat it out i ...
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