Roadside Jackpot

Its broken body rolled across the ground a few times. Then, in a crooked, unnatural way, it slowly stood back up—and rushed at them again, refusing to give up.

Bang!

Before it could get close, Cole leaned halfway out the car window and swung his baseball bat hard at its head.

He used a lot of force. With a sharp crack, the zombie's head snapped backward at a ninety-degree angle. Its neck was clear