ladyterukiLast night I dreamed that I lived in a small rural village when a zombie outbreak started. We villagers locked ourselves in the town hall, when we heard the army arrive. It was a relief until we realized the army was not just shooting zombies, but regular, healthy humans as well ; apparently their orders were to just cleanse the entire countryside "just in case". We quickly decided to pack up and leave for the city, but soldiers heard us. Just as we were about to be -
- found, a young teenager rushed outside, going toward a certain death so that the rest of us could make an escape. The feeling of dread as we understood what he had just done but couldn't stop him without putting the village's children in danger... Man that was some haunting sh*t.
....I haven't played PZ in over a week, either, so what do I owe the pleasure ?