Jimmy drops his gun and begins rubbing his eyes. Slowly, his vision became clearer, the imaginary zombies were gone, but the real ones were eye stalking him. "I did bad didn't I?"
Jimmy's vision wasn't the best, and the lack of sleep made it even worse. Though there were many fast zombies, his poor eyesight made them look like millions. Horrified of the sigh, Jimmy began shooting rapidly everywhere, where some were, and where most weren't.
OOC: Urgh, just today, I thought up an awesome plot twist. But damn, we past that point.
Also, the idea is pretty awesome, but it sure is time consuming.
"You guys can take them for youselfs, Elizabeth is heavy enough as she is." Jimmy begins walking towards the exit. "Now c'mon, let's move it before more of they're friends come."
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