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She cocked her head as if noticing where she was for the first time.
“This is a kitchen.”
“Right, they’ll be some food here that we can either eat now or take with us.”
“The stoves run on gas, couldn’t we set something up so that they’ll go boom and take out a bunch of zombies?”
“We’d need to time that very carefully, so that the explosion got us, and not the zombies.”
“Microwave.”
“Microwave?”
“I saw it in a movie once, we put something in the microwave that catches fire, which will ignite the gas.”
“It’s worth a try.”
“This is a kitchen.”
“Right, they’ll be some food here that we can either eat now or take with us.”
“The stoves run on gas, couldn’t we set something up so that they’ll go boom and take out a bunch of zombies?”
“We’d need to time that very carefully, so that the explosion got us, and not the zombies.”
“Microwave.”
“Microwave?”
“I saw it in a movie once, we put something in the microwave that catches fire, which will ignite the gas.”
“It’s worth a try.”
