Beatrice Beecham's Cryptic Crypt
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He aimed and fired, the target so big it was impossible to miss, yet his bullets were ineffectual, they struck the oncoming figures, chewing through clothing, and beyond, but each impact brought with it tendrils of green light that immediately sealed the wounds.
‘Bullets have no effect!’ Miller said in dismay.
‘They really are zombies,’ said Elmo, incredulously.
‘No they aren’t,’ Beatrice said through gritted teeth. ‘The shaman did this, his ritual has awoken something powerful.’
‘How do we stop them?’ Lucas said as he unleashed another salvo of machine gun fire towards the relentless army. ‘Our soldiers don’t stand a chance.’
And this question took Beatrice away for a while.
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Jamie Olive
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