- Jack was in the middle of fighting a horde of the ravenous undead. His shotgun blasts could be heard through the whole empty neighberhood he was fighting in. The place had been were he used to live and brought back many memories. He had then ran out of ammo and a look of fear came upon him. He pulled out his pistol and started basting. He blasted away the coutless zombies until one of them made him freeze in fear. His two year old daughter walking towardshim with a shredded face and ripped up chest. The sight made him freeze and he couldn't move... the next thing he knew his daughter was cheing on his leg and ripping up the muscles. He just sat there in pain as his dog ran up through the horde of zombies and pounced on him. THe dog latched it's teeth onto Jack and started thrashing it's head side to side as it ate. Finally... Jack was dead.
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