Preview Of Chapter 4
  The Drunk is sitting outside talking to the three girls while all of this is happening.  


  “So, are you like vampires,” he asks. “Or werewolves?” 

 
  “Duh,” one girl says. “We're zombies.”  


  “Wait. Fast zombies or slow zombies.”  


  “Fuck fast zombies,” she responds. “Fast zombies aren't real.”

  
  “Of course,” he replies. “That makes sense.”