Undead Nightmare

Mark was surrounded on all sides by the walker. He started spraying with his HK416. But it was futile there was just to many of them. He desperately searched for a way out, the walkers closing in fast. There was no way out. He fired off bullet after bullet until he heard the one sound every service man never wants to hear. *CLICK* "Shit" he muttered. He took out the empty clip and dropped it on the ground. he searched desperately for another, but there was non left. he dropped his weapon and pulled out his side arm. A trusty 44. magnum. he had exhausted all the ammo long ago. All except for one round. he placed the weapon to his temple and cocked the hammer. And then waited. He was waiting for the last minute to pull the trigger... Time seemed to slow down around him, the walkers moved in slow motion, a lone drop of sweat dripped off his forehead...

He pulled the trigger.

The last sound he heard was the tolling of a bell