Holy Crap

Yesterday at about one o-clock in the afternoon I went over to my friends house. We were playing guitar, when we heard something moving around below us. I asked him if he had a basement and he said,"no." We just kept playing, until we heard it again later. "Whatever that is, is getting on my nerves," I said. We ended up going outside where a opening that went under the house was. We crawled under and found hundreds of human skulls! We called the cops, and they came over to investigate, and found the noise machine a zombie. They ended up shooting the crap out of it and chopping his head off. Police are still trying to figure out if the problem has happened before, or a serial killer got bitten by a zombie on one of his kills. I say who cares, at least its dead. My friends left the house that day, and I still don't know were they went.