The Taking of Fort Creedy
The report of Gabby's gun, Slasher, sounded one last time and the zombie fell to the ground, a neat hole between its eyes. "Awesome! One fort retaken and there's only two of us!" proclaimed Gabby. "One <i>gatehouse</i> retaken," Cat felt compelled to point out but she couldn't suppress a slight smile as they dragged the final body to the makeshift barricade and tossed it out into the street beyond. "Pshaw! Details!" Gabby gestured grandly around their cramped and dilapidated surroundings. "We have double-handedly taken and held Fort Creedy." The barricades creaked. "For, you know, at least quarter of an hour."












