Keep running

Leanne had no interest in trapping herself in a creepy crypt. Especially with the undead so close behind and chasing her down. Instead she continued her escaped. Hoping to put some distance between her and the somewhat cumbersome zombies.

Rushing around the corner of the main building, her pert unprotected tits jiggling as she ran, Leanne found another wide-open area she was surprised to learn existed. Rosefield Manor clearly had more grounds than she ever realised from the outside. She slowed to a jog as she observed her new surroundings. Searching carefully for somewhere to escape.

Her eyes fell on a figure a short distance away and she stopped dead in her tracks. At first she wondered if it was the same mysterious man from the graveyard earlier. However, she wasn’t keen on spending too much time figuring it out with the zombies still lumbering after her. She could hear their foul groans in the distance and knew if they caught sight of her near naked body it would renew their interest once more.

Keeping one eye on the form ahead of her, Leanne continued on her path. The figure never moved save for its long coat blowing in the autumn breeze and she soon realised it was actually a scarecrow in a field beyond the boundary of Rosefield Manor. That offered little comfort however as it meant she was left with no one to help her if the undead managed to get hold of her.

With no other option but to proceed, Leanne continued forwards. All the time listening carefully to the groans behind her and glancing back every few steps. She was becoming more preoccupied with what was happening with the zombies that she failed to see the approaching dead end as the hedge cut off her path.

Leanne peered up at the thick bush. There was no way around it and no way inside the building at the point where they met. She wrapped her arms tight around her body and hugged her frozen naked breasts. Dancing on the spot in an effort to keep warm. As she turned to head back the way she’d come Leanne stopped again as she saw the gang of zombies approaching from the nearby corner of the building.

Once more she was left with no escape. The undead seemed to be grinning as they ambled closer. Gaining on her prone position with each passing second. Things were looking bad for Leanne.