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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 9:30 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 3:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 6:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 9:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 1:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 2:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 3:39 pm
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(Wow...a chick with pistols in a bar...........u_u; Lol kinda...eh...but i guess it ok cause its kinda like a quentin tarantino movie, or a robert rodriguez movie.)
Kitty sat behind the counter, the sky was already fading to dark and less costumers came. She looked at her watch impatiently, 8:20 it read. She sighed and tossed her rag aside. "Hey Kitty, whats gettin ya down?" asked a familiar voice. She glanced up and saw her school friend Eric, who worked as a cook. "Meh, wanna get outta here...its gay that we have to work on a Friday night." she answered. "Yeah...know what you mean....well 30 minutes 'til closing time. We'll be out of this mess in no time." he said enthusiastcally. "....Sure...."she replied. Kitty lifted herself up from the ground, and just as she got up the entrance door opened for yet another customer. Kitty glanced at them and saw that something was odd about him. He had dark bags under his eyes, he was shivering or shaking she couldnt tell whether he was cold or just crazy, his long dark hair was stuck to his sticky, sweating face, he was hunched over and looked extremely skinny like he hadnt eaten in days. Kitty lifted an eyebrow at his appearence. She was waiting for him to approach her for help of some sort, but instead he sat down like any normal person coming for a meal. Eric saw the look across kitty's face. "What?" he asked with a questioned look across his face. "Well...its nothing just that guy over there creeped me out...he doesnt look so....great." He looked over to the mans table. "Yeah. Your right he looks like a crack addict. Ill go check it out." he said and walked cooly over to the mans table.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 7:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 8:11 pm
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(This is the most important part. You MUST read it then go on with whatever from where you left off. This is where the zombies make thier appearence.)
THe man stared blankly at Eric after he asked, "Are you alright sir?" Now it was getting wierd, the man started to throw up a red substance all over the floor. Kitty immediantly grabbed the mop and jogged over to the red gook on the floor. She mopped it back and forth, which didnt help any and only made everyone around the area sick. THe substance suddenly created a fowl smell. "Gah!" Kitty covered her nose and held in her breath, mopping up the rest. The man remained to stare up at Eric then his eyes grew gloomy and closed, then his head slumped down to his chest as if he had fallen asleep. "Sheesh somebody go call a ******** ambulance!" Kitty cried out, looking at Eric mainly who was more shocked then she was. Thier manager was running out to see what the commotion was about and reached for his cell phone located in his back pocket, dialing numbers quickly. The resturaunt seemed to get quieter as they stared at the panicking workers. Some customers payed quickly and got out as if a plague were chasing them.
The resturaunt was almost empty but the sleeping man remained still. Nobody wanted to check if he was even breathing. The ambulance seemed to take forever, it seemed like they wouldnt come at all. Kitty looked at her watch which now read 8:54. She looked around the almost empty restuarunt getting jumpy. Her boss told her to get to use and start clearing the tables for Monday night. She did so. While lifting a pile of dirty plates the bell on the entrance door range. "Sorry sir, We're closed!" yelled Eric from the counter. Kitty looked up at the man and he seemed sick himself. She didnt have the guts to approach him, but all she see was that there was a massive amount of drool leaking from his swollen lips. Is something going around? she thought. Her boss confronted the man, "Hey pal. We said we were closed. Its best you get out of here!" he said putting his chubby hand on the customers shoulder. The customer didnt make a move until the boss finally spotted the drool. He looked down at the mans face, and just as he did so the customer jumped on him. The boss yelled, pushing the stranger away, and beating him with everything he had. The man stopped the boss's yells by taking a giant chunk from his fat cheek. Kitty gasped, dropping the plates that shattered on the floor. She backed away not removing her eyes from the crazy sight. Has he gone mad? she thought panicking. Nobody knew what to do. Blood soaked the floor and the boss didnt move anymore after a few more tasty chunks were ripped from his skin. Kitty ran to Eric without looking back. The resturaunt then went into chaos. The customers backed away, or fled. Some examined the body of the boss. Just then the sick man went for his next victim, then another. One by one people were getting brutally picked off. Kitty and Eric dashed to the back of the resturaunt leaving everyone to thier deaths.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 8:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 10:43 pm
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