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I watched in absolute horror as Matt violently tackles Tord to the ground, his hands desperately clawing at Tord's neck in a frenzied attempt to bite him. Tord, clearly overpowered by Matt's aggressive assault, struggled to defend himself against the onslaught. Despite the intense struggle, Tord manages to avoid being bitten by the raging Matt, at least for the moment, as the chaotic scene unfolds before my eyes, leaving me feeling powerless to intervene.

As Edd and I swiftly took hold of Matt from behind, pulling him away from the Norwegian, Tord's panicked breaths echoed through the tense air. It was evident that his entire life played out before his eyes in that harrowing moment. Despite our attempts to restrain him, he continued to wriggle and resist. His intense gaze burned into us with those vivid red eyes, filled me with a mix of fear and defiance. The overpowering blend of blood and flesh assaulted my senses, causing a sharp wave of nausea to hit me, nearly overwhelming my senses.

Matt pushed Edd harshly on the ground. As he turned to me, my fight or flight instincts kicked in, heightening my senses of impending danger. In a surge of panic and adrenaline, I found myself raising my fist and delivering a forceful punch to his jaw. The impact was fierce, causing his head to spin a complete 360 degrees, blood splattering and inadvertently getting on my face. Despite the shock of the moment, Matt managed to halt the dizzying rotation of his head and retaliated by grasping my neck with a vice-like grip. I could feel the suffocating pressure as the oxygen slowly left my lungs, prompting me to instinctively dig my nails into his lifeless, green-hued skin in a desperate attempt to break free.

He lifts me up in the air, his grip tightening around my body until it becomes nearly impossible to breathe. Despite my feeble attempts to inhale, I found myself gasping for air in vain. The lack of oxygen made my brain feel foggy, my thoughts becoming muddled as I started to feel lightheaded. Desperation overtook me as I made a final, frantic effort to break free, pushing my head forward and sinking my teeth into his hand. The taste of his putrid flesh and metallic blood flooded my mouth, causing me to grimace in disgust. I had to bite down on the other hand, considering that his other arm was merely bone, a realization that only fueled my determination to escape his grasp.

His freshly decaying hand falls down with a thud. Allowing me to headbutt his face good. Blood splattering out of his nose as he drops me down. I let out a loud gasp. Allowing air back into my lungs. I looked back up slowly at him. His red eyes glaring down. Before he could lunge out to me...the sound of something metal hitting from behind his head could be heard. Making Matt fall face first down onto my lap.

I kick his head away and quickly got back on my feet... Tom, the little devil, showed up out of nowhere and was holding a bloody shovel. "Tom!... Hah!...you son of a bitch.... am I happy to see you..." I gasp out, laughing out of pain and fear. Tom helping me up to my feet. My legs trembling from the experience. Making me hug onto Tom.

Tord coming to our side. Looking down at Matt. "... OKAY!? TWO QUESTIONS!....ONE; WHERE THE BLOODY FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN!!?" Tord screeches at the blue hooded man. Who just stared at him.

"-AND TWO; HOW THE FUCK IS HE NOT DEAD!? I MEAN- YEAH I KNOW HOW ZOMBIES WORK.....BUT IM PRETTY SURE THEY CAN'T TALK OR ARE EVEN REMOTELY CONSCIOUS!" He rested his head on my shoulder. Starting to shake and hyperventilate. "...I...I....I...could have died.... he-...god even as a zombie he hates my guts..."

"HEY! Snap out of it!...Your not dead!!...w-we're still alive.... hopefully for now ...your right though...how is he even conscious?..." I was very confused but tried not to pry more into the already worse situation.

I looked over at Edd. He was hugging onto Ringo and shaking behind the couch. ".... sigh...what's important is that we're alive..." I walk into the closet and was looking for something. Tom tilting his head and looks over my shoulder.

Grabbing out a pair of chains that were in there for some reason. Walking over and chaining him up tight. Making sure if he woke up...he can't do anything. "... staying here is to dangerous..if we stay any longer. This place will be over crowded."

Tord blinks his eyes. "Okay...three words ....ARE YOU FUCKIN CRAZY!!?" He yells out at her. She blinks slowly at him. "....Pretty sure that's four words-.." "THAT DOESN'T MATTER! Are you asking for a death wish! We can't survive out there!"

Me and Tom just looked at each other before back at Tord. "Dude- at this point. We've killed and kicked ass. I think will be fine. We have a car, we just need to make sure we stock up on fuel. So stop your whining and help us pack...or you can stay here alone? Your choice, Ledderson."

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Hey EddHeads, MzUnknown here. I'd like to say SO SORRY for the long wait. A lot of stuff in life- y'know how it is.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter 🖤