Ben woke up from a big nightmare. Everywhere he looked he saw his wife's face. Eventually he woke up screaming like hell. Luckely it was just a nightmare, and not real. Ben knew that he couldnt stay in his house much longer like this. He had to improvise and gather food.
He grabbed his trusty bat, ate some food, and jumped over the fence. In the far distance he heard an explosion. Ben was not interested in the explosion. He knew that if he was going to survive, he had to grab everything useful that he could find.
When he opened the door, he felt a chill down his spine. Someone or something was down here. It felt like something tried to suck all the life out of you. He knew that he had to be swift. If he was here too long, the zombies might know what he was doing. Ben went slowly to the kitchen.
He hadnt seen anyone. Although the phone was dead, the power was still on. That meant that the zombies hadnt raided the local powerplant yet. This was lucky for Ben, since he knew that as long as the powerplant was running, he had a shot for survival. However, when he opened the kitchen, a gruesome event awaited him.
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