“So this used to be a zoo,” Matt observed as he and Charlie pressed their backs against the stone wall and hoped the rusted bars would hold.
“From the looks of it, it must have closed down before our fathers were born,” Charlie said.
As the mummified bodies of the zombified animals pushed against the bars, Matt said, “Neat finding this place here. It’d be an awesome place to run a haunted house.”
“FINDING THIS PLACE!” Charlie squealed. “We WERE lost. Admit it!”
“Not lost,” Matt said. “You still have that road-flare?”
“Yes.” Charlie said. “Why?”
“Those zombies look flammable.”