“Ar, we have we have to walk ages to town we could try get a hitchhike!” Mark groaned. 

“Yeah okay, Mark not a bad idea.” Jake replied.

Two hours later. “Hmm, it seems awfully quite today there hasn’t been a car since…” Said Jason.

Jake looked around, “oh, there actually hasn’t been a single car today there must be some event on or something like that.” 

“Alright, we’re finally in town and where are all the cars plus where are all the people? It’s a Saturday the place should be packed. Something is up. I’m going to go spar and buy a drink, you guys want anything?” Said Jake.

“Yeah, get me a drink please Jake.” Mark answered. 

“Yeah okay” 

“Oi! The door won’t open it must be locked or something.” Yelled Jake. “Knock! Knock! Knock! It must be closed. It’s Saturday, it should be open unless it’s a public holiday.” 

“Nah, I checked, it isn’t.” Mark hesitated before he yelled out his reply. 

“Alright then let’s go somewhere else.” Said Jake.

“Bang! Ragh!” The mysterious sound leaped through the gaps underneath the clear door that exposes the darkness in Spar.

“Hear what?” everyone replied. 

“That noise! the noise coming from inside of spar. There must be something in there! But the doors are locked and the lights are off. Must be a rat or something… Let’s go for real this time.” Jake said.

bang grr ragh I heard that I heard that yeah what is that grr ragh its at the door it looks like a homeless crackhead wait no is that a zomb… wait no its just a homeless guy say something to him Jason ok hello can u here me ragh ragh yeah here can hear me he’s had a big night Jason grab a rock and smash the window yeah but mark your taking the blame you’re going to regret that what did u say mark nothing ok let’s do this then Jason ok then here we go.