From the deck you can see the entire space of backyard, you run the length of it, looking for a way back to the front without having to go back through the depths of the house. There seem to be tons of bushes and little trees moving with the wind on the lawn, but then, suddenly lightning cracks above you in the moonless night sky, and you can see they aren't bushes or little trees at all. They are people. Swaying slightly in the storm, the wind and rain pouring over them as they stare lifelessly at you. Then, to your horror, they begin moving towards you. Their dead eyes focus on your living form, and you can feel their desire to feed on your vital flesh welling up inside them. A wall of groaning desire rises from the group, as the large mob of zombies slowly and deliberately shuffle forward.
Do you run and try to make it back into the house? Or keep moving through the garden, hoping to find access to the front yard and freedom?
Do you run and try to make it back into the house? Or keep moving through the garden, hoping to find access to the front yard and freedom?