They were everywhere, tearing down fences, ripping up the earth. I went to hide in my house, but they were there too...
thats funny i saw a picture in my mind then of them tearing down fences and ripping up earth
carry on
While I was looking for a place to hide I found a hidden doorway. Something I'd never seen before. I didn't like the look of it but the zombies were closing in. I had no choice...
...I went inside. I followed a tiny cramped stairway up to a musy, low cielinged attic (which is funny because my house very evidently did not have an attic). There I found a book.
its ok thats nothing im a my little pony killer
i concurr with that d i love to see how my thread wnader off into all sorts of discussions
keep up with this great zombie dream fort
im hooked
The book tolod the story of how an old sorcerer had learned the ways of the necromancer and raised the dead, selling his soul to devil to aquire the ability. He used a golem of sorts (in reality a demon) to command the dead to rise...
(Heh, I decapitated Barbies in my childhood.)
hahaha good one
i did the same with action men...
The book told me that the only way to defeat the zombies was to cause the sorcerer the destroy his golem.
(youve just gotta picture a gigantic col monster drom stamping these poor little fookers to pieces from a great height)
col :'now you must die...mu hahahaha'
ponies : noo pleezze.. neigh.... niegh..... whinnie..... eeeeeee
*stomp mash pound*....
So I had to find the sorcerer.
Except there was no sorcerer. He'd died hundreds of years before. (Don't ask me how his book got in my attic, I never bothered dreaming up an explanation to that).
So I figured I just trace the zombies. Find out where they were coming from...
cooooool 
