so me and by homie find a safe spot to jump in because for some reason it was safer with 300 zombies then that one person we was running from.we run into the house that is surrounded by zombies and fuck, there are more zombies! i run to a couple rooms but they locked so for another odd reason i bust the door in. looks like an older couple was inside and the lady told me they had been living there with zombies as pets because it was cruel for the rest of the world to hate them and want to shoot them in the head or cut their heads off. dummy hippy broad. i noticed her husband was but in the neck recently because he was dead, but not changed yet. i asked if she had any guns and she said down the hall in the master bedroom. as soon as i turn around her husband gets up and rips her neck open, she starts crying telling me to help her and i was like thats your marriage you got to work out and ran down the hall. as i'm looking for the master bedroom i see my homie sitting on one of the beds and was like WTF are you doing chilling for? when i walk in the room i notice a ghoul had a gun pointed at him. he aims it at me and i run down the hall towards the master bedroom. i get in the bathroom and start looking for the guns because for some reason i knew they were there.