He draws his sword and slashes behind him in one sweeping movement.

Its head drops to the ground lifelessly. The body takes a few more steps forward before crumpling down on the ground.

He surveys the area. More seem to be approaching. Some seem to be climbing out of open graves.

A few seem to be former children.

In this open space, he will easily be surrounded.

He recalls the stories he heard about old churches. During the war, the villagers used them as sanctuary. Some of them even escaped using secret passageways in its crypts.

Two of them are shambling forward.

[ ] Keep fighting.
[ ] Enter the church.
[ ] Run for it.