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It was the silence that woke him. 2D sat up, slightly startled. Kong was never quiet, there was always some type of noise; so why was it dead silent? The singer slowly got out of the safety of his sheets, touching the cold floor of his bedroom. A strange feeling of unease settled over him; it reminded him of every zombie movie he ever watched.
2D pulled on a blue, long sleeved shirt over his thin body. He grabbed a pair of wrinkled jeans before exiting his room and entering the car park. His black eyes nervously scanned the rubble next to Murdoc's Winnebago, which was also silent. ''This is creepy...'' 2D muttered, rubbing the cold from his arms; he could barely feel his feet. ''Damn it, why didn't I get socks?'' He shuffled over to the dented mobile home, knocking on the broken door.
Cortex cawed from inside, startling the singer. He fell backwards, tripping over his own gangly legs. 2D yelled, hitting the cement. His voice echoed throughout the carpark, causing him to flinch. The ominous feeling grew. His black eyes scanned the rubble again, and he spotted Murdoc's Pazuzu statue. It stared at him, as though amused. Something shifted next to it, causing 2D to curse. ''Sh*t, zombie!''
It shuffled towards him, maning lowly. The singer scrambled up, making a strange noise in his throat. His face was pale. Two more of the undead creatures followed it, making the same low noise. The one in the front screamed, making the singer cover his ears. The started a strange jogging, shuffling run. 2D cursed again, running in the opposite direction towards the lift. He punched the button, making a high, frightened noice in his throat. He squeeked, the sombies were right behind him. The lift doors opened, and he jumped in. The simbie's hand touched his shoulder, making him scream. 2D panted, leaning up against the wall. Yeah, things were strange in Kong all right...
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