"I can't believe this is fucking happening," mutters Johnny as he follows Seth, keeping relatively close. He draws a breath and exhales slowly, leveling the bat at the nearest zombie. Freaking zombies.
He pulls back like he's about to hit a pitch, then swings and smacks it neatly across the skull of his would-be attacker. Actually, not that neatly. Quite messily, in fact. It makes a sickening crunch, and the zombie person staggers to the side, looking dizzy and dazed, before crumpling to the ground.
"Oh fuck," he says, breathless, but he can't stop there; they're off and running now, and he's swinging left and right, keeping Seth close but always outside his bat radius. Blood is fucking everywhere. All over him. Goddammit.
cw: more grossness/blood/graphic violence with sound effects
"I can't believe this is fucking happening," mutters Johnny as he follows Seth, keeping relatively close. He draws a breath and exhales slowly, leveling the bat at the nearest zombie. Freaking zombies.
He pulls back like he's about to hit a pitch, then swings and smacks it neatly across the skull of his would-be attacker. Actually, not that neatly. Quite messily, in fact. It makes a sickening crunch, and the zombie person staggers to the side, looking dizzy and dazed, before crumpling to the ground.
"Oh fuck," he says, breathless, but he can't stop there; they're off and running now, and he's swinging left and right, keeping Seth close but always outside his bat radius. Blood is fucking everywhere. All over him. Goddammit.