With the swings of the strings came the gnarls of the dead. Over the dark streets lit ablaze with only the scarce lamps, the sound attracted dozens and dozens of zombies.
Crashes and screams spread hand in hand as the zombies fell into the traps one after the other.
The barricades and the spikes held the approaching numbers back while the especially laid-out blocks narrowed their way inside. Knives stuck on sticks handled the majority of the zombies while the occasional swords and spears stabbed to their heads and dropped them to the ground
"Fight! They are not people! They are just monsters!"
"For the ones that have gone to go in peace! These monsters resurrect our dead like puppets! Kill them!"
"Don't panic! They are all monsters and not humans."
"If you don't fight now, the ones that are remaining will be gone too!"