Ben and Alice were trapped. Everywhere were zombies. Ben knew that if they kept staying here, then there was nothing they could do. So Ben decided they would shoot their way through the zombie-infested area.
Ben started shooting. With every shot he got one or 2 zombies, occasionally a third. When the pile of zombies was big enough to make a hole, he got down and started shooting the rest. His ammo began to get low, and he knew if he was going to reload, the zombies would kill him. Fortunately, Alice came downstairs and tried to help Ben by reloading his gun while he got another gun.
Then, in a unsuspected moment, a zombie came too close and bit Alice, just before Ben could react and shoot the zombie. He was too late. She was been bitten. Alice knew she was going to die, but she didnt want to. She has such a good uncle, and now he had to kill her. She prepared herself for the worst. "Come on", shouted Ben. "I made a hole. Lets find a docter, or at least something to keep you alive long enough. I dont want to shoot you right now." This made Alice happy. She began running after Ben, with the zombies marching on behind her.
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