Faces begin to melt into Lon Chaney-style masks as they hovered just out of sword range around Rita. Their tasty meal had a sharp object and they were hungry. Soon one or two would edge forward.
A terrified scream from the elderly woman cut through the loud zombie moaning as one grabbed her for a bite.
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