Night 42: Wicker Street
[from here]Junpei burst out of the Twin Pines, dragging his chair along with him. Wide eyed, with sweat dripping down his face (he was so not crying), the teen stared at the hordes of zombies in the street. What was he going to do? He could still feel Chidori's presence, so she had to be alright. She had to be - right? RIGHT
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Adachi slammed the door shut behind him and pressed his back up against it, trying to catch his breath. There were still zombies everywhere. He had to find somewhere to barricade himself, but where? Electronics store? He could grab that damn TV from earlier and at least make it useful by beating the shit out of zombie skulls with it. No, there had to be something better.
That train of thought was interrupted by an incoming zombie. Adachi straightened and threw a punch at it, hearing teeth crack and the zombie groan as it fell over. The smell of rotting flesh was absolutely awful, enough to make him want to vomit, but it looked like he wouldn't get the chance just yet; the zombie was still alive and grabbing at his ankle, and Adachi kicked it, trying to make it let go. Once he finally got his ankle free, he slammed his foot down as hard as possible on top of the zombie's skull. There was no way he was letting that thing live to try and bite him.
Okay, now he really needed to find somewhere to go. Adachi stepped away from the zombie's corpse and regurgitated the dinner-he'd-never-gotten. He reached out to steady himself against the side of the restaurant, wiping his mouth. Of all the things to happen, why did it have to happen today? It was like someone was conspiring against him.
Hardware store. That was where he needed to go. It was right next door to the electronics store, and there had to be something he could use for a weapon there. More than one, even. Bingo. Once he got his bearings back, Adachi bolted for the next street over.
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