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Old 10-28-2009, 11:19 AM   #174
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Hear his thoughts, eh... Well, I guess we have something in common now.
Sam put the Jeep in gear and floored it out of there. After maybe an hour of driving through the snow, it let up. Finally, he could see more than ten feet in front of him.
"Well, I gotta water some pointy bushes by the side of the road. See ya in a minute." Sam said, stepping out of the Jeep and walking to the side of the road. As soon as he finished watering the side of the road, Sam noticed something. The road was cracked, horribly. Pulling up his M14, he sighted in on the cracks. Something was sticking out of them. Then, whatever it was, it rushed him, from underground. Sam fired at the cement, but the small rounds couldn't penetrate the hardened rock. The creature jumped out of the ground and grabbed him, forcefully pulling him into the dirt.
It started to thrash him, hitting and clawing and biting. Sam pulled out his Eagle and put a full mag (Seven rounds of .50 AE) into it's chest. It writhed in pain, then stopped completely.
"Damn!" Sam said. He looked up and pulled himself out of the shallow hole.
Once he was out, he laid on his back, panting heavily.
(Thank you CyborgNinja for the list of super zombie ideas)

Deep thought #1: In the end, everyone dies. No one can outrun time, death itself is always breathing down your neck, just waiting to slip the noose over you. But, in your time of death, what matters is not when or how or even why. What matters is what you do with it. Do you sit down and call it quits, or do you get up, stare your killer and death itself in the face, and laugh copiously, right until the end.
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