The Man on the Roof

As I sat on top of the roof of Ramada Inn playing Boccherini La Musica Notturna Delle Strade Di Madrid No. 6, Op. 30 feeling like a regular Charles Whitman sniping zack left and right yelling as I killed two "DOUBLE KILL" and then "TRIPLE KILL" and pretty soon "KILLIONAIR MOTHERFUCKING COCKSUCKERS"

I mean granted I was attracting a shit load of zombies but so what? I had over 50 Gs worth in 22. ammo and enough food to feed a company for a decade stocked up in my suite so I felt pretty good my whole floor was secured I blocked off the stairs and left the elevator up on my floor case I needed to get down

Sorry I lost my train of thought I do that a lot now but after a few weeks I realized I was low on smokes and booze there was a liquer store right across the street with all the booze I could imagine not to mention the smokes thing was there was now more zombies than I could shoot and everytime I killed one 10 more would show up

I've used up all of my ammo except 1 round and the gun is beginining to look friendly......






*single gunshot amid the moans*