In the first minute or so of combat, enough zombies go down in the front line to slow down the ones behind them. Hawkgirl's in the air; the other three are flanking the door. It's going well.
Until one of the zombies discovers that hey, it can go around those obstructions on the ground.
The remains of a young man in a hooded sweatshirt are staggering towards you, Shaun.
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Date: 2008-05-02 05:12 am (UTC)Until one of the zombies discovers that hey, it can go around those obstructions on the ground.
The remains of a young man in a hooded sweatshirt are staggering towards you, Shaun.