Me and my friends take a bus to this mansion for some tug of war contest. Our vice principal is there and he turns out to be evil and working with this half head thing to take over the world. They have been breeding zombies for years in this facility by the mansion. When the zombies are released to take over the world I am in one of the two hallways in the mansion and there are zombies swarming many people and eating them. I go into the room and lock the door and think of what to do. I jump out the window and run in the direction I see many other people running. While running I see this guy riding a bike in the snow and he almost slips but i catch him he says thanks and rides away. I meet up with my friends and we keep running. We get to this gate/train station of sorts and we see two doe staring out the windows toward where we came ( zombies ) with their ears flattened. This scared us because we knew the zombies would be here in a few hours after they finished eating the people they had caught. Me and my friends decided we needed to rent a car and run away. We had some money and I had a gold watch and two of us went to a hotel and one went to go find a car. In the hotel my friend said we needed to go to the store and pick up some medicine and food. I agreed but I said we could take some from the fridge and cabinets. In the cabinets there was some baby laxative and Tylenol. In the fridge there was 3 jars of different brands of peanut butter. But they were not in normal peanut butter jars they were like in the simply orange orange juice containers. I tasted one of them that looked the best. It did not really taste like peanut butter but it was chunky. After this I woke up.
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