Zombies Ate My Neighbors
IS (ðŸŽ) The sprinklers are still running. The grill is still smoking. But the neighbors? They're shambling toward you with hollow eyes and a hunger for brains. Werewolves are howling from the swing sets, and somewhere in the distance, a chainsaw revs without end. You're just an ordinary person with an overstocked garage and a questionable choice of weaponry—a water gun, some silverware, maybe a fire extinguisher. No pressure, but the entire block is counting on you. Grab your gear, watch out for the killer tomatoes, and remember: nobody's coming to save the neighborhood except you. (Utilizing the Inner Self script.) Like and follow if you're enjoying the scenarios!
