Before you can even dodge out of the way the wedgie zombies already on top of you and struggles to get a hold of something, something underneath your hospital gown. Its gnashing teeth, gouging claws and overstretched underwear repulse you but it seems this thing has super human strength and begins to overpower you. You realize its suddenly reaching for your own tighty whities.
"G-get off me you freak! I'm trying to get out of here!" It's no use the zombies claws reach closer and closer until it gets a grip on your waistband. It begins pulling but you stop it just as it begins pulling upward. You can already feel the fabric begin to split your ass cheeks in half. You are strong enough to stop this thing from ruining your undies but you manage to somehow shove it off you, clammer to your feet as the waistband slips out of its emaciated fingers, and run for the nearest door.
Gaining some distance you burst through a set of double doors without a second thought only find the room a dead end. Mere seconds pass as the wedgie zombie burst through the door it all its cottoned glory snarling at you like a feral beast wanting to torment you in any way it can.
You're out of time, and out of options, you need to escape or become this monsters prey.
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