But what the hell is he doing? I wonder..

But what the hell is he doing? I wonder.. By daylight you only ever see his shadow casted through the grimy windows.. By night the echoes filled the empty alley.. The pounding, the

sweating. He also wore boots and boxers. Piles of dirt shifted around his yard. Sometimes in the front. In the back. One time I woke up in the middle of the night to a monstrous cl

oven hoof pressing down on my chest. It was his nanny goat Grizelda. Conditions in the yard were too hellish for her & she wanted to sleep with me on an ongoing basis. I pulled

at my goatee thoughtfully. Sleeping with Grizelda the Goat seemed demonic in a way. On the other hoof, what did I have to lose? Apparently we were both horny. She butted me playful

self while I was asleep. "Yep, still got it," she muttered, "I knew I was right in choosing you as my soul mate."

. I kept my eyes shut 'cos I didn't want to confront her. What did she mean by "forever?" I could hear her shuffling around, opening drawers, muttering. Then a click beside my ear.

It was like a zombie metronome. How do you turn that thing off? There was no knob to be found. Asking for help, I fell off the table. Then all hell broke loose.

The door to the dining car burst open and a rival horde of zombies came running at me. They were much faster than the zombies I was used to. They also seemed to be working with one

Zippo lighter I noticed. I do not why I noticed that but it might come in handy to know that on a side quest pretty soon. The NPC was glitching and I was taking us through. JUMP!!