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Parts 1,2,3 & 4. Make sure you’ve read those first, otherwise you’ll just be confused.
PART 5
My life was dangling by a thread, or a rope as it were, and I did not possess enough physical strength to pull myself up one handed. I was, as my girlfriend pointed out, Captain Sissy-Boy.
I hope they wouldn’t put that on my tombstone.
The rope slipped through my hand and I dropped towards the collection of hungry corpses. The red mist from the vial was gathering around them and working them up into quite the mad frenzy.
I needed both hands, which I was going to have to drop the sword. I hesitated only because I knew Danielle would kill me for losing the sword. But it was either that or get killed by reanimated corpses. I decided I could live with death by a loved one.
I dropped the sword and quickly pulled myself up to freedom, the red mist licking at my heels. If only my gym teacher could see me now.
