Flaming, skin-melting zombies fall to the sword. Dismembered torsos dragged themselves in snail like fire bundles toward her to grab at her legs.
The other zombies paused to look back. The smell of their cooking friends was becoming more tempting.
The elderly man used their momentary distraction to yank his sobbing wife away and urged her to run.
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