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While lying down John heard the faint sound of gun shoots. At first he thought it was his mind plying tricks on him, but after about two minutes of it he knew it was real. He rushed to the door, unblocked it, rushed to the front door and did the same. As he walked out he noticed the same zombies from before walking toward the noise. He went for a large stick by the house and used it as a club. First the man with one swing as the others turned around he got the woman with a jab to the forehead. Then the boy came at him. John then shoved the stick in to the boy’s mouth, tearing a hole in the back and breaking all his teeth. The boy fell down, but got back up and reached for John, still moaning with the gaping hole in his throat.