Colin decided that he would have no choice but to fight the bimbos off until the cops got there. He ran for the kitchen and grabbed a pair of knives out of the block, and put on a certain song as the bimbo busted down the door. She was drawn up by the strange sounding noise.
'Test your might.' the voice said.
'Test your might.' it said as she strolled upstairs.
'Test your might.' the voice repeated as she neared the kitchen.
'Test your might...' it said as the bimbos throat was slashed open and then the strongest two words were uttered as two bimbos entered the room: 'MORTAL KOMBAT!'
The bimbos rushed up at the sight of the knife weilding fat guy, but both were stabbed through the neck as the song's beat kicked in.
Pumped up by the beat, Colin bounced around as more bimbos came in. He sliced through one's back, stabbed another in the jugular, and slung them both at two more who fell back and busted their necks on the stairs. As two more came in Colin jammed the knives into their abdomens and sliced them open before jamming the knives into their skulls.
He grabbed two more knives and waited with intense vigor for more of the horde to rush in to meet their raunchy maker.
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It had taken them and hour to reach the house. Officers Brigs and Hawthorne were dreading what they would find when they went inside the home within the neighborhood which was now eerily quiet.
"No matter what we find, we get the uninfected guy and get the hell out of here." Brigs said with his magnum raised .
The officers walked in, greeted by a sight that would be gruesome in any other circumstance than a bimbo virus outbreak: about forty two dead bimbos in a pile, all stabbed or torn open with something sharp. The looked up the stairs as the last two or so of the bimbos being slashed to death by an obese, bloodsoaked young man with black hair and sky blue eyes.
"Officers! You're here!" the bloody guy exclaimed as he dealt a kill blow to the last living bimbo in the room.
"Uhhhhh ... yeah. Anyway, you're going to need to head to the station with us, it's the last safe place around these parts. " Hawthorne said.
Colin followed them to the squad car.
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Colin arrived at the station in about two more hours, comforted by the sight of safety. He followed the officer into the building and further into a back room, a large spacious storage room to be precise, with a filled kiddie pool with a few bars of soap and bottles of shampoo.
"Thought you'd might wanna wash up." Brigs said as he sent a towel down nearby.
"Thanks." Colin said as the man left the room. He stripped and tossed his blood stained clothes on the floor as he step into the kiddie pool and began to scrub. It was another half hour until he had washed off the blood and went to dry off when he heard talking from the other end off the room.
He wrapped up in his towl as he walked to see what it was. He reached for a curtain set that hung over some boxed, and pulled back the curtains to see..