Crayola’s yellow box made his eyes go wide.
Realizing all one hundred twenty colors inside were his to work with.
And that thought had him wondering what he should color first.
Yukon forests? Dragons breathing fire on a horde of gold? Something from the Matrix?
Of course, he could let his imagination run wild and do something totally out of the box.
Next moment he was using a heat gun to make a three-dimensional sunset!
Give me it all! I won’t leave anything behind.
Really, I am going to horde it all
Every single piece I can get my hands on
Everyone else might think that is obsessive
Doesn’t stop me, I think they’re just jealous
You think others really need chocolate? Nope, it’s all mine!
Zane pumped his shotgun, ejecting the spent casing
Only three more of the undead shambled before him
Maybe Zane finally caught a bit of luck
But then he realized he only had two more shells
If he could just line two of them up then maybe
Entrails exploded from his chest as the uncounted fourth added Zane to the horde