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(Rudy Gaines POV)
As I ducked down, pulling Gertrude with me, she looked at me with confusion. As she was about to whisper, I quickly put my index finger to my lips to signal her to remain silent.
What was going on outside was clearly a one-sided massacre, and it didn't help the fact that what was lurking in the darkness was something new and terrifying. All I could tell from my quick glimpse at them from the second story window was they were partially rotten yet strong, making them clearly undead. They weren't just normal undead, specifically the long large one on the roof across the street from us. I still swear that it looked directly at me.
