Derek
United States
Sioux Falls
South Dakota
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"How long have they been here," I wondered aloud to myself.
In that instant I realized what an idiot I had been... my trusty .357 was in my truck's glovebox. The only problem there was, I had just outrun a mob of Zombies that took over the local grocery store, ducking into a dark house down the street. Who knew picking out a flavor of Hamburger Helper would take so long?
So now I'm back in some lunatic's house, empty handed and a bit winded. And what was all that babbling about an "evil ritual?" He didn't even stick around long enough for me to learn his name. He just kept mumbling over and over, "the totem must be buried in the garden, TOTEM... GAR..GARDEN..." right before he ran screaming into the street and was smacked by a speeding car. Sick bastard.
I glance at my watch, 9 O'clock on the dot.
I crack my neck and prepare to search old "Road Pizza's" house, certainly there's something in here that I can defend myself with. Before stepping forward into the next room, I peer around the corner... the room appears to be clear. It looks like a family room, couches, some end tables, foo-foo shit. I step forward through the threshold and instantly slip in some nasty goo, hurting my wrist in the process... real smooth.
No matter, there's nothing here for me anyway. There are a few doors leading out of this room, but I opt to push forward... forward is always good. Except when you wander straight into the nightmare of a B-movie horror scene, the chalk outline of a five-pointed star gracing the floor of the ungodly room. My gaze, fixed on the middle of the floor, almost got me killed as 4 zombies attacked from the dark corners, tearing at my flesh. I quickly dispatched of them, knocking down the clumsy undead and stomping their brains all over the floor.
"Blood seems to compliment this room nicely... Mua ha ha ha!"
Did I just say that? My injuries, combined with the adrenaline coursing through my veins, was causing me to be a little more... sadistic than normal.
I search the room and am lucky enough to find a candle... perhaps it will come in handy later. There were several large coffins in the room, but one had a dark purple glow emanating from the cracks in the wood. I peeled back the lid to discover a ghastly looking totem, the "lunatic's" words playing in my head. I knew what I had to do.
Without hesitating, I busted into the next room and was instantly surrounded by Zombies.
As I hovered there, above the smorgasbord that was taking place below... I could only imagine what would have happened if I had made it to the garden. If only I had stopped for a second and tried to patch up my wounds.
And I never got to use that damn candle anyway.
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Nicholas Fletcher
United States
Ohio
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That was very well written.
BTW, you do know that you are supposed to bury the totem in the graveyard, right?
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Derek
United States
Sioux Falls
South Dakota
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Yeah. I thought it was more fun (for this one-off session report) to have the crazy dude tell me what to do.
Unfortunately for me, the last room I entered was the storage room and it had a bunch of zombies in it, I decided I was too badass to run... so I died a brave fool.
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Jeremiah Lee
United States
Ypsilanti
Michigan
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Excellent. So nice to read a ZimP session report in the morning, thanks for posting.
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