I hear Zoe yelling in my ear as we both run full speed towards the skywalk that leads to the safe room. Of the 80 or so words coming out of her mouth like a bad chase of diarrhea, I hear one distinct and horrifying word…Tank. Almost before my mind can process it I feel the telltale rumbling beneath my feet. I toss a Molotov behind me as I continue Continue reading Left 4 Dead - Short but Sweet Zombie Romp
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