use this sentence somewhere in your story: it was just another day of killing zombies on the beach for _______
Since the day the outbreak of the viral disease began, Marley was honestly quite surprised that he hadn’t been caught by it already. Then again, preparing for a zombie apocalypse was something which Marley had always thought about - what weapons he’d used, where he’d hide, would he be alone or join a group... The general thing. Being on a beach was a weird place for him, especially when he grew up in a rural town. However, both settings were perfect places to be, since there would be open space for him to spot any enemies coming by. The nineteen year old did know the basics for how to survive, and he always revised them in his head before sleeping. He ensured that he slept in high places where zombies couldn’t get to, and that did consist of trees.
It was a general morning for him at this point. He was residing with a few other survivors but he didn’t class himself as part of their team or anything like that. Each person had a job to do and for Marley, it was to go out and check the beach for any zombies and if he saw any, he’d kill them. Patrolling the yellow sinking ground, Marley hummed very quietly whilst walking. His patrol was interrupted by the familiar groans and moans of the diseased individuals who were once sane and human. With a smirk, he wielded his machete and ran forward, obliterating all the zombies in sight with ease. However, what he hadn’t realised was that there was one zombie behind him and before he knew it... He was bitten.
