I would be glad I still have my saber with me except that THE ZOMBIES DO NOT DIE WHEN I SLICE THEM INTO PIECES.
They moan very loudly. And collect their parts and try to stick themselves on the shiny beam of light AGAIN.
What the hell.
Also,
silver_merc, the next time I see you, I am going to punch you in the face. Multiple times.
At least I'm in a cabin with X, so I know there's one competent marksmen around.