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grabbed the wooden handle of the toilet plunger spear.
“Well, here goes nothing” said Neyol. He started pulling the toilet plunger spear from the decapitat- ed zombie head. He kept on pulling and pulling until he pulled it out of the zombie’s face. The excess force of the pull caused Neyol to tumble backwards. Neyol quickly stabilized himself before he could fall down on the ground.
“Man, I never knew that pulling out would be so hard” said Neyol in a dirty-minded tone as he winked at his reflection on the mirror. Neyol was about to walk out of the toilet, but he suddenly stopped. He heard some moaning behind him. Neyol’s face immediately became pale and he turned back slowly.
What he saw shook him again to the very core. He saw the student who was brutally mutilated by
2 zombies walking upright, not as a Human, but as an undead zombie. The student had bites ev- erywhere from head to toe, there were also ripped of pieces of flesh on the student’s face, limbs and chest. Neyol could see parts of the inside of the student, which left him shocked for a while.
For a moment, the zombie and Neyol stood facing each other. Neither one moving a muscle. At that point, Neyol was clueless on what to do.
“What should I do? If I move, the zombie moves to attack me and I die. I better let him make the first move.” He thought to himself as he kept on facing the zombie, waiting for it to make a move.
Suddenly, the zombie broke the standoff band started running towards Neyol. Neyol expected the attack, so he grabbed the toilet plunger spear and thrusted it into the zombie. Neyol was planning to spear the zombie in the neck, but the zombie tackled him down before he could properly position the toilet plunger spear.
Neyol was knocked to the bloody ground with the zombie on top of him and the spear elsewhere. Instead of impaling the zombie on the neck, the tip of the toilet plunger spear ended up impaling the zombie on the chest, while the suction cup end was stuck on Neyol’s chest. The zombie was bleeding heavily on Neyol’s chest due to the tip of the spear directly impaling it through its heart, which fur- ther ruined Neyol’s jacket.
Neyol had gotten himself into a situation that was quite compromising. A zombie was on top, while Neyol was on the bottom. Neyol was frantically blocking the zombie’s head from biting him using his toilet ring arm guards, but he knew that he couldn’t hold up this position much longer. Neyol had to think of a way to get out of this mess if he wanted to survive.
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Neyol was out of options, his only offensive weapon was in his pocket, which was way below his waist and out of reach.
“Well this is it! My life is over! Not with a bang, but with a zombie going to eat me alive starting from
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