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Your superhumanly strong will forces your body to rise up off the ground. You can feel your muscles and nerves as they strain under the force your mind commands them to exert. Within moments, you’re back on your feet, revived with zombie power! Groaning and making other zombie-ish noises, you lurch down to the local art supplies store to fulfil your zombie need for doodling, and maybe some human brains while you’re at it.

  Upon arrival at the art supply store, you kindly request that the pitiful salesman human direct you to the canyons.  Or at least you try to, but it’s kind of hard when all you can make are the low grunting noises that zombies always make in B-movies.

  The pitiful sales human responds with a cheerful "AAAAAHH!  DON’T LET IT KILL ME!" and flees the premises.  You make a mental note to hunt him down and eat his brain, then you start looking for the crayons yourself.

  Eventually you find them, as well as some handy paper for doodling.  You grasp a crayon firmly in your zombie hand, and contemplate what you should draw first.

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