Nerf is about having fun. And naturally, when someone with a pool noodle is chasing you down a staircase and you have to tag everyone in front of you to keep running away from him but WAIT there's a velociraptor through that window and holy crap you need to reload "COVER ME!!!"
You want to tell people about it.
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Laura Y.
It's the second game of Zombie. Bert and I are part of the rescue team, along with a host of other teenagers. Before the game begins, we start talking tactics. Our plan: Sneak down to the first floor and in through the back tunnels (well, corridors...), around and into the room with the bunny-scientist, grab it, and race back out - as soon as possible, so that the zombies are unprepared. As we solidify our course of action, our teammates cement their plan to go in as a squad, down the front steps, staying together and moving quickly. It was a touching and masterful tribute to military-movie bravery of all shapes, sizes, and eras. They had an terrible fate.
After much frantic shouting of "GO!" Bert and I run down a flight of stairs, pausing momentarily at the top of another flight that leads down to the first floor. It's dark down there, and the zombies are howling and beating their noodles against the walls. I was not ashamed of my fear.
We'd mapped out the rooms beforehand, and we slip into the second corridor, which runs parallel to the Bunny Room. It's pitch black, and we advance as quickly and as quietly as possible. At the corridor exit, it's clear that there are too many zombies for the two of us to handle. I panic for a moment, overwhelmed, but Bert stays calm, suggesting a relay-type hand-off. I throw myself out of the corridor and into the doorway of the Bunny Room, tagging a zombie guard in the neck (quite possibly the most epic shot I have ever made) before dodging into the dark room where the bunny sits, innocent and oblivious in the rays of light let in by the open door. I snatch it up and turn to escape, before realizing with a jolt of horror that a zombie has been lurking behind the door the entire time. His neon green noodle stands out eerily in the darkness. I barely feel the blow; instead, I use my last moments of lucidity to hurl the bunny towards the entrance to the corridor, where it lands, half in shadow. I stumble, and Bert springs into action, darting forward and seizing it before bolting back into the inky blackness. The zombies react too slowly, stunned by our daring rescue, and Bert sprints to the stairs and all the way up to the third floor, where he deposits the bunny at the Rescue base, securing victory. I have a moment to savor our triumph before the disease takes me - and then, nothing...
