As soon as the first zombie came in sight, Ben pulled the trigger. The whole front door shattered into pieces, and 3 zombies fell to the earth. "One" shouted Ben. He knew he had to act fast, because he had only got 8 rounds in his shotgun. He began running outside, towards the zombies.
Some zombies were surprised to see Ben running down the street, before they realised he was a walking dinner. Other zombies were alerted by the sound, and as soon as Ben started running outside, they walked towards him. "Two" shouted Ben while shooting towards a group of zombies. Ben didnt knew where he was going. He wanted to get out of this place as fast as possible.
When Ben wanted to run around the corner, a zombie was blocking the road. Ben aimed and shot his head off. "Three!". He started to enjoy it. It reminded him of the time when he was young. Every time he asked his father if he could go to the fair, because there was a shooting stand where you could shoot ducks. Every time he came home with a gun. Unfortunately, due to an accident where his father was shot and killed, Ben never wanted to touch a gun again. But now, when he saw the zombies falling down, he began to enjoy the feeling of the past. "Four", and another group of zombies fell to the earth. Looking behind him, he saw that the zombies stopped following him.
Finally, after a good run, Ben stopped for breath. Running was much more worse than he had hoped for. Never did he run so fast in his life. He pauzed for a moment, until he heard a sound, which he knew was another zombie looking for him. Ben began to walk again.
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