Attack of the Poorly Inspired B Movie

[deaths_heritor]

[action, for 308 Miller Street]
[Sometime shortly past noon on Sunday, there is a black-cloaked woman walking through the door.  As in, literally through it.  She's unruffled, though her voice carries a tone of urgency.]

Grandfather?  Grandfather, we need to talk.

[Also she is carrying an extremely sharp sword dripping blood and other messy body

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[likescats]

[Turns a corner. Oh well this is odd.]

YES?

[likescats]

OF COURSE.

[Granddaughter you continue to confuse him. Anyway, time to get to work. And since they're about to go all supernatural and non human in a moment, he opens the door for her. One small spot of normalcy in a day filled with zombies]

AFTER YOU.

[deaths_heritor]

Thank you.

[And Susan steps outside the door.]

[likescats]

You are welcome.

[Follows her out. Walking out until zombie!field]