Snippet #2274981

Alice had made a quick sandwich and drank something that smelled like juice and seemed to okay still. He stepped over the undead who's spine he had broken with a nice kck to the back of the neck. He didn't kill it though. He did enjoy killing but since he felt his quota for the day had been fill he felt no need to kill something so pathetic. He navigated through the kitchen grabbing some knives and an apple and made his way passed several other zombies with the same condition as the one in the Kitchen. Glancing outside he saw no zombies present so he stepped out with his lovely makeshift spear.

He had doubled his efforts and pounced and pierced the brain of each zombie he came across in the alleys. It only the 'tweet' of a small bird that cuased Alice to pause and stare. It was an old man and his pet parrot. He had seen Alice on the street and realized it was his chance to get out of his apartment building.

Alice stared at the bird as his entire body tensed up.

'It is time,' Alice thought. The time for a test. Alice waited as the man stood therea bit confused.

"Uhm," the old started. "Are you alright? I don't think this is the time -"

Alice looked around and saw no zombies around, so he realized it was no competition. Without a second thought he lifted and jabbed the spear forward killing the old man in an instant.

"I win this round," he said as he bowed to the parrot which flew off, most likely to oversee another test. Alice walked on trying to remember where the smoke had come from