"Shit, they were chasing after that kid who left, but now they've turned to us! Damn it, hurry barricade the door!"
The youth was frantic, and he grabbed one of the long benches in the cafeteria before trying to haul it over to the door.
"Stop, what are you doing?!"
The only adult in the cafeteria was a middle-aged man. With an apron around his waist and a mesh hat, he came storming over with a stern expression.
"Mr. we have to-"
The youth tried explaining the dire situation to the middle-aged man, but he was cut off.
"Enough, are you in on his prank? Don't you kids have anything better to do?"
BANG!
Another loud noise came from the door. The middle-aged man glanced at it and then walked over. Looking through the remaining window at the scene outside, he was suddenly met face-to-face with a snarling zombie.
