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[Phone]

[ Soon after the start of the attack, Firo can be heard on the phone, sounding perplexed, wary, and a little grossed out. ]

So how the hell do I kill these things? I've got one all sliced up and it's still crawlin' around out there. 

[ He has no idea what these zombies are. All he knows is that theydon't have his brand of immortality, as he found out when he tried to devour one immortal style and nearly got bitten. ]

[Action] 

A. Inside 1246 Williams Road

[ Firo's spending the morning collecting all the knives from the kitchen and dragging furniture around to barricade the windows. He doesn't know what exactly zombies are, but he's absolutely certain he doesn't want them in the house. ]

B. Outside

[ Neighbors, housemates and people walking down the street can find Firo trying to ward off zombies with a knife. It's not working so well; he doesn't know to destroy the brains and so he's stuck with a bunch of zombies lacking heads or limbs, but still very much in action. Not totally aware of the dangers, but not wanting to get bitten anyway, he'll pause every so often to carefully toss or kick severed zombie heads into the street. So far he's managed to avoid being chomped on, but who knows how long his luck will hold out.

Any passers-by want to give him a hand or scold him for littering? ]