Ben knew there was a baseball bat in the garage. If he could only reach it before they came in. Ben ran to the garage. No baseball bat. "Where is that goddamd baseball bat?" cursed Ben. And then it struck him. Someone used the baseball bat to give him a huge slap on his head. Ben ran back to the bedroom. Just as he ran upstairs, he heard a loud crack beneath him, and he knew he was in trouble.
As soon as he came in the bedroom, he barricaded the door. It wasnt much, but at least the guy wouldnt come marching inside. Soon after he found the baseball bat. "Okay dude, now its my turn!" and with these words he removed the barricade and opened the door.
Ben didnt had to wait long. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a zombie coming up on the stairs. With a big hard swing he hit the zombie on his head, shattering his brain. "Homerun!" shouted Ben. The zombie tumbled down, knocking the other zombie over. Ben ran downstairs. The other zombie tried to stand up. Ben looked at her, thinking that he had to kill his own wife. With tears in his eyes, he raised the bat and landed it straight on his wife's head. Everything went silent again.
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