They ran through the door and shut it behind them. Then with unspoken coordination, they searched the area. Any spot big enough to conceal a zombie was inspected, shotgun at the ready. Any entrance large enough to admit a zombie or raptor was carefully blockaded ( Read more... )

She looked down at the huddled mass of zombies that had gathered in the atrium below them, and frowned ( Read more... )

They could see dozens of zombies through the reinforced windows of the observation area. The zombies threw themselves against the glass in an irregular rhythm. The window was still holding ( Read more... )

He seemed to be having trouble standing; she offered him a hand but he didn’t take it ( Read more... )

The shot hit the zombie in the right shoulder, throwing it back for a moment, but only a moment. She pulled the trigger again and her gun simply clicked, empty ( Read more... )

The only-vaguely avian features of the deinonychus regarded them from the other end of the hall. They locked gazes for a very long moment as she fumbled with the shells she was loading into the shotgun. Then the moment passed, and the predator fled ( Read more... )

He slammed the door and dragged a filing cabinet against it. Neither did much to diminish the screams ( Read more... )

“Now, let me show you one of the most impressive things, in my opinion, that we’ve created here ( Read more... )

So, I was trying to remember where the song line "...not be of my clan" came from (it turned out it was a mondegreen, the actual line was "...not be of my land" from "Persephone" by Vixyish). But while I looking for that, I came across seanan-mcguire's Horror Movie Survival Guide, which included a bit saying that velociraptors were the best weapon against zombies. I ( Read more... )