
Today, I was shopping in the local mall, when the thing that happens in all zombie movies occurred. All of the sudden zombies just started storming in. It just so happened I wore sandals that day. What a great day to wear sandals. I picked up my bad luck and ran for my dear life. They were fast zombies. I hate fast zombies, and I hate sandals. I ran upstairs. They ran upstairs. I took the elevator to the top. Eventually the got to the top, using the stairs. I ran into a JC Penny maintenance room, and locked the door. Nevermind the door didn't lock. I ran for my life looking for a way out. I found an exit, right when they came through the door. There it was a trapdoor in the floor of a closet. I climbed down the stairs, and shut the door behind me. It was the scariest thing that's ever happened to me. Being in a dark tunnel, not knowing were to go, and zombies screaming above you. The humor of the situation is, that one of the zombies, had a lisp. He sounded like, " Ggblasksssssbasabaaaasbasklsks blasksba." I finally felt my way through the tunnel. It took forever, but I finally got there. The moment of truth were does this door go to. Ah crap, it ends up in the middle of the zombie infested mall, right were I started. To bad I don't have shoes. (to be continued)
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