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This is one of two weird-ass zombie dreams I had the other night. Obviously a filled and highly dramatised version of it anyway...

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There we were, Alice and I, running away form a horde of slow walking zombies. These crawlers have pretty much taken over the whole neighbourhood and we're frantically trying to look for an empty car to jump into and drive away from. Hopefully one with gas. Admittedly, it was my mistake that got us into this mess. I thought we could get some supplies from a dead burb. I was right about the supplies but so wrong about it being a dead burb. It was crawling with undead.

"I'm so sorry, Alice" I said, panting.

We ran from the main suburb street into an alleyway which led to a garage with a white sedan. We forgot to even look at the front seat to check if it was locked and we ran straight to the back seat to check for zombies. There were none and the doors were unlocked so we jumped in and closed the door quickly, hoping none of them saw us. Panting for breath and finally looking into the front seats we realised in horror that there were two bodies lying there.

Alice had a terrified look plastered over her face and I could imagine the same one plastered over mine as the body of the woman on the passenger seat slowly moaned and moved, the door slowly opening.

"Braaaaiiiiinssssss..." It said before letting out a huge guffaw. "Didja see that?" The woman said trying to control her laughter, failing miserably.

"Sure, did," The other woman said with a smug smile on her face. "Come on out of the car, we'll introduce ourselves,"

Alice and I, though still shaken, felt a flood of relief wash over us as we got out of the car. I can't remember swearing under my breath but I'm pretty sure I did.

"I am Vicar and this is my partner Pope, we're Zombie Hunters for hire," Said the woman who was on the passenger seat. She had dark hair and tanned skin whereas her friend had long wavy blond hair and relatively light skin. I couldn't really tell because there wasn't much light, it was probably about 4AM.

"Like from the Zombie Hunter Training Academy?" I asked.

"Even got the sweater!" Replied Pope, unusually chipper.

"I'm so jealous," I rolled my eyes.

Just then, two crawlers appeared from behind a moving truck in front of us. The still somewhat stunned Alice managed to mutter out 'crawlers' before she turned paper white. Fear literally stopping her from passing out.

"Psh..." Vicar scoffed loudly. "We've got fireworks." She said before going to the trunk of the car to get two buckets of lighter fluid. She splashed both zombies with it and waited as Pope flicked a lighted match towards them setting them aflame. "Et, voilà! Crawler flambé"

"I smell chicken, do you smell chicken? Oh, no wait it's just the zombies still walking towards us," I mused, being inappropriately smug.

"Oh, goddamnit," Said Pope taking a Smith & Wesson M&P45  on each hand from her holster and shooting the burning crawlers in the head.

"Nice gun," I said.