Excerpt from a story.

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So I've been thinking of writing a Zombie story, and this is an excerpt from the story. Tell me what you think.

The door splintered open, leaving everything in its' wake. The dead did what they always do: walk. Those who were unprotected scurried to shelter, hoping to evade undead detection. Tripping over pieces of the door, Samuel punched the vile beings back. Dan grabbed the last of the grenades, throwing it in an arc to block the door. Waiting for the explosion, Rebecca picked up the nearest firearm and started shooting. Screams echoed across the room, and the dead kept on walking.

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Choice: Panic