Night Two
From all around Fair Haven, as soon as the sun went down, the zombies began to emerge from the forest, hungry as ever. The creatures seemed to follow the lead of a very large, very powerful zombie with a nasty temper. The villagers all elected to barricade themselves inside the stone walls of the church, and attempt to fight them off until dawn. This time, they were prepared. Instead of glass and wooden boards, the villagers once again piled stone statues in front of the doors and windows, and they bolted whatever pieces of metal that they could find over the windows. The horror began once again, and the sounds of groaning and moaning returned. The zombies crowded around the church and they began trying to bash their way inside. This time, most of the structures held, and the villagers crowded around the possible entry points with whatever crude weapons they could find, and those with firearms stood back and decided to conserve ammunition until it was absolutely necessary to fire.
For an hour or so, it seemed the zombies were unable to figure out how to break into the barricade... but the giant zombie remained undeterred. He ripped a small tree out of the ground and began using the heavy trunk as a battering ram against the large door at the entrance of the church. The entrance was barred, bolted, and there were stone statues piled in front of it. Over and over, the walls shook as the frustrated creature unleashed his fury against the entrance... bashing the doors into a twisted, broken shape, knocking the braces off of the doorway, and creating a small opening. The creature looked inside with his big green eyes, and roared a command to the other zombies. They began to crawl into the opening and down the pile of stone statues. One of the villagers took aim, and fired at one of the weakened supporting columns near the front of the church, and the ceiling collapsed and crushed most of the zombies that were piling inside, leaving only a few remaining, injured but still quite vicious. The other villagers began to beat them down with long, blunt objects and kept them at bay with pieces of furniture, until they could be picked off with bullets. One of the zombies grabbed Independence Cunningham and began to strangle him, smashed him against the wall and prepared to eat his face.
From behind the zombie, George Townshend approached with a long, sharp piece of wood, and impaled the creature through an opening in it's skull, pinning the creature's head against the stone wall and causing it to writhe in agony, releasing Indy from its grip. By then the other villagers were able to bludgeon the thing into a broken, bloodied mass. The zombie outside roared in anger and continued to beat against the stone walls... and the group retreated to the back of the church to attempt to wait out the attack and possibly sleep in shifts. There wasn't a room large enough for everyone to sleep in, because these modest cells were made for the spartan life of a nun, so everyone took refuge in one of the cells. It was a miracle they had all survived the attack, though Indy Cunningham was worse for wear after being assaulted by the vicious undead man.
-Before Dawn-
Toby Madison attempted to get some sleep, but the man was in shock. After spending an hour or two reading the Bible he found in the drawer of his cell, he finally calmed down enough to rest. He did not hear the heavy iron door of his cell creak open, nor did he see the dark figure enter holding a deadly weapon. The creature's sunken, yellow eyes could not be seen, even by candlelight. It raised the bloody axe above its head, and brought it down on the horse rancher's body, and continued to do so for the next several minutes. The creature began to feast upon the bloody mess, but heard the sound of someone approaching from the hallway and decided to hide in the darkness until they were gone. When the noises had stopped, the axe-wielding maniac left the room.
The body, however, remained in the room, and it attracted the attention of several scavenger birds. By the time the sun rose, the body was gone.
-Daybreak-
George Townshend woke up with a terrible cough and a fever. He seemed to be coughing up blood, but he otherwise seemed all right. The symptoms seemed very similar to the ones exhibited by Mary Baltimore. Mary seemed to be fighting off the infection quite well. The fever had nearly broken. Indy Cunningham was still nursing the bruises on his neck and he had a shattered collarbone; he was certainly not in fighting form.
Alive: (12/15)
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Dead: (3/15)
pevergreen- Reginald St. Louis (FBI agent)
Beskar- Albany Johanssen (Actress)
Diana Abnoba- Toby Madison (Horse Rancher)
Begin Day Three. Please get your orders in during the next 48 hours. Diana's weapons have been left behind and given to a certain player per her request.
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