Sam and Dennis stumbled out of the woods, finally free of the terrors that had been chasing them. The two breathed heavily, hunched over while they tried to regain their composure. The boys had been in the woods digging holes in the dirt to bury their heads when the spiders had found them.
"I told you that Ostriches are the only animals that can hide that way!" Yelled an exausted Dennis as he lay down his shovel.
"Well how was I supposed to know they had super powers that we don't?" Sam replied as he kicked the ground.
Dennis stood straight up and looked around to see that they were on a dark road with no cars or any signs of civilization nearby.
"Great!" he screamed into the night, "Now we're lost too! This is all your..."
His broke off his sentence as he looked to see what Sam was doing. His friend was pushing two fingers into his neck and then releasing them to allow a fountain of blood to spray from his jugular. He repeated this a few times before turning to Dennis and laughing, "Look... I can do the sprinkler!" He turned his body in a jerking motion and pressed and unpressed his wounds.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!" Dennis went pale as he saw e blood flow from his friend. "Did you get bitten by those things!!"
"Calm down you wuss, your just jelous because you know that now I am going to become a superhero, just like how Batman did it."
"First of all I think you mean Spiderman, and second, didn't you notice that the last person they bit in town went all Zombo freak on us!" Dennis began to slowly back away from his long-time friend.
Sam plugged his wounds with two small rocks and wiped the blood from his face. "C'mon, everybody knows that you have to be bitten twice by a zombie in order to die and come back as one of them, and I wouldn't be able to see my reflection in this puddle of blood here"
"Did you just make all of that up, or are you seriously this retarted? I think your brain is already deforming..."
Sam walked over to Dennis and patted him on the back. "Just take it easy man, we got away from those things and we are in the clear now. I already have a plan. You see, tactically these things will be sweeping the woods for food. So all we have to do, is go back to our holes and wait there since they already went through that area. It's like jumping in the crater made by an artillery blast because chances are the next one won't land in the same place."
Dennis thought for a moment about what Sam was saying. He then calmly picked up his shovel and smashed his friend's brains in.
Dennis was soon hit in the foot by a meteor and contracted gangrene. He died.