C32 Stone-strewn path

The black zombies staggered out of the lake, the water that was rising and falling like fireworks in the night sky above the lake, the weapons in their hands clanging against the ground when they were out of the water, and the music that came from hell.

There was no sound of breathing, only the rustle of metal scraping against the ground, and in an instant a dense mass of zombies closed in on us