Large house. Bright yellow walls in this one. Two stories. Lots of people sitting around on various types of furniture. A few people are actually engaged in face to face conversation. Everyone else is plugged into cells phones or computers. B tells me that of you go up to the plugged in people and whisper "zombie" to them that they'll transform into zombies. He goes first and sure enough, person drops their phone and starts going all eat your face zombie. Then for some reason I think this is a keen idea and start whispering it to others so we get a good horde going. Unfortunately, we started downstairs. B insisted that we needed to turn folks upstairs too, but I pointed out if we go upstairs we'd be trapped and should make for the nearest exit NOW!
Don't think we made it out. I remember being grabbed my several hands just as I was lunging for the door.
Happy Thanksgiving, Zombies. And you're welcome.
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