John had never been truly scared. But as he and Michael dealt with the zombies that were trying to get into the control room, he felt legit fear. What was the student body president who worked at Hollister doing, killing zombies? He swung his bat into one zombies head with a sickening crunch, but another one took it's place. How much noise were they making? Would other zombies hear them? He stole a glance at Michael and noticed he was doing great with his collectible blade. Maybe a new weapon couldn't hurt.