Previously on How the West Was Zombed…
The undead muttered that word over and over. They stretched their arms out in front of them, trudging forward ever so slowly.
“Get behind me, my dear!” Doc said to Annabelle. She didn’t waist any time stepping behind the good doctor as if he were a human shield.
“Could this be the end?” Doc asked. “Doctor Elias T. Faraday of Boston, Massachusetts…”
“Oh Jesus,” Gunther said. “Not that again.”
“…but no relation to the Chestnut Hill Faradays, those lousy pickpockets…cut down in his prime before he was able to make his mark on history?”
Blake, Townsend, and the Reverend joined Sarah in hiding under the pews.
The creature with the eyeball hanging out of its socket lunged at Gunther. The old man braced himself. That big disgusting mouth opened wide and…a knife was pushed through it.
The blade was drenched in blood but Gunther recognized it. It was his…
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