Back on the beach, Zeb and Marija approached the chopper. Zeb shouted, “It looks clear! We should be able to hold them off from inside the helicopter.”
Zeb paused and looked grimly at Marija.
“If they aren’t here in fifteen minutes we HAVE to leave!”
“Why wait? They’re probably dead!” Marija shouted back.
Zeb looked even grimmer and a little disgusted at Marija’s response.
“Humph…” was all he said as he turned away, ignoring her statement.
Zeb entered the dark, empty looking, open side of the helicopter.
“There should be some guns and supplies in here…”
Out of the darkness, a zombie head popped out and chomped on Zeb’s shoulder.
“AHH!” Zeb screamed.
Several more zombies appeared from inside the chopper and began biting into various places on Zeb’s body.
“AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Zeb screamed in agony as the corpses pulled chunks of flesh from his body.
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