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[already_risen]

*If you're outside, you may hear some gunshots off in the distance. A couple of minutes later, a young woman bursts out of a nearby cornfield. She's dressed in a leather jacket, pants, sunglasses, and riding boots, and has a bag slung over her shoulder. In one hand, she's holding a gun. In the other, she has a cell phone and she's shouting into it

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[victorgeous]

[Ahead of her inside the main body of camp]

Go on inside, they'll veer off.

Though I wouldn't believe me in your place either.

[already_risen]

*running at full speed past you and towards a cabin*

Run! There's too many!

[victorgeous]

[Watches the zombies shuffle in the corn and then lopes after her.]

They're not moving much.

[already_risen]

Are you crazy? There's always enough freshly infected in-

*slows down since it does seem that they're not really following*

That's not normal zombie mob behavior.

[closetodarkness]

[leaning against a nearby cabin, smoking a cigarette]

Jeez, can a girl not have a smoke break in peace? Where's the fire?

[already_risen]

*goes speeding past*

Zombies! Run!

[closetodarkness]

Oh, them. I'm not especially worried about them. They don't attack much, but if they do, I can handle them, no problem.

[already_risen]

Well, I'm not waiting around to see you proved wrong!

*darts into a nearby cabin*

[moveurdeadfros]

[And as if it wasn't enough that she has a horde of brain-eating stragglers behind her... have a look at what she's running INTO.]

Ah? Beg pardon my lady, are you in need of assistance?

[already_risen]

*SCREAMS*

*LOUDLY*

*and raises her gun to shoot the skeleton-thing in the face as she continues to run straight at him*