Watching the zombie charge towards him, the young man tightly grasped his knife. As the zombie approached him, he steeled his heart, disregarding his fear, shut his eyes and swung his knife!
Splat!
With one slice, he rammed the knife into the zombie's chest. Opening his eyes to see his unsuccessful kill attempt, he turned and ran; his random swinging of the knife made for a comical sight.
Some people in the crowd wanted to laugh but then thought about how next it could be their turn, their laughter died into silence.
Despite that, many people in the crowd couldn't help but roll their eyes.
Is this how the zombie is supposed to be fought?
The young man didn't look any different, but he must have had some skills to stay alive until now, namely, running away!
He ran fleetingly, leaving the zombie far behind. Every now and then, he'd look back, but he was exceptionally anxious all the same, trying hard to figure out how to deal with the zombie.
