<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Size matters not, it is what is inside that counts...or something like that. Anyway, let's get out of here...after we look around...that is...if we have to...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
WT gulped and scooted closer to the other Jedi.
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> De@d people......I wonder, is there a such thing as a Zombie? It seems odd to ask, but strange things happen so I was just wondering...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Weirder things have happened WT. There were clones running about for awhile. So, anything's possible.

And suddenly, the odd question just didn't seem odd.

"Did anybody stop to even think of the reason why there are so many dead bodies lying about?" Raven asked.

If there was such a thing, and these guys were not really dead, then they were in serious trouble. Just a big huge trap waiting to be sprung.

And, how would one go about making the dead walk again?

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Umm...this is a..ummm...very bad morge?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
WT looks around, eyeing the de@d bodies. He scoots closer to his master, and keeps his lightsaber held infront of him.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Perhaps they're...ummmm...they haven't been picked up yet...ehhh...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->


One of the bodies seems to move it's right hand slightly.

Suddenly, a hand had grabbed Raven's foot, and pulled her down, and another had covered her mouth before she had a chance to scream out a warning.

Instead, Raven chose to take matters into her own hands, bitting the hand that covered her mouth, and nailed the zombie in the stomach with the unlit end of her lightsaber, jerking her way free.

It didn't take long for the dead to rise again, surrounding the entire group.

And, Raven had almost been one of them. The very thought was not pleasant to stomach.

"It's a trap!" Raven shouted.

WT jumps backwards as one of the zombies attepts to grab him. He cuts it's hand of with a downward slice. "Great, the unde@d. Just great." He slices another one's foot off.

Tec had not noticed anything moving, but he was not surprised when something had caught him by the foot and tried to trip him. It had already happened to him about five times that day, but they had been alive, not the living dead.

He quickly swiped downwards and then upwards behyind him, slicing the thing in half. Then he jumped away and attacked the ones that were coming out of a closet doorway towards the group. His hands whirled the saber and his feet struck as hard as steel.

Out loud, he spoke quickly, "I knew there was something I had forgotten to warn you guys abou-" He didn't finish his words because something had knocked him in the center of the back, and he went down hard, but not for good.

WT casts a concerned eye on Tec, and begin to defend his body from attacking zombies. He cut another's foot off, and stapped the falling body. Another just comes up behind him, leaning down to bite WT.

The small hopper jumped above it, and sliced it's head in half with a downwards thrust. The body collapsed under him, and lay still.

They just kept coming, and there seemed to be no end whatsoever to the onslaught zombies.

Just where did they come from? Why can't they stay dead?

These questions continued to roll about as she continued to cut, slice, dice, dodge, and do the whole thing all over again.

There had to be a reason, hadn't there?

For some reason the zombies kept pushing her somewhere.

As if leading her somewhere they only wanted her to see.

Within minutes, she was in a dark hallway, and the neither the zombies, or fellow Jedi were in sight.

Maybe they were showing her because she was so close to being one of them? Maybe it's something else?

"Okay, guys, what are you trying to show me?" Raven asked, looking all about her.

Tec grunted his thanks to WT as he gained his feet and looked around.

The first thing he noticed was that Raven was missing. He gave a curse.

Swinging his lightsaber around, being cautious of WT and the others, he made his way to where he had last seen Raven, and he yelled out to the others, "Come on!"

How strange it seemed, being led around by something, some instinct or feeling. Every turn there were new sites to see, but she paid them no mind. Something wanted to be found, and wanted her there.

But, what exactly was it? And why her?