"Are you sure that's safe," Charlie asked from behind the huge, oak desk.
Matt snorted with righteous indignation and scoffed at his timid friend, "Of course it's safe. Would I be able to get this close to it if it wasn't safe?" Matt turned back to the hunched figure that was lurking in the darkened corner of the office and confidently approached it.
"You're playing with fire," Charlie said.
"Yeah, yeah," Matt said as he touched the hunched figure's shoulder. The zombie spun, grabbed Matt's hand and bite down hard, drawing blood.
"That's number four," Charlie announced as Matt yelled.