On a Sunday night IÂ strolled into Mc Donald’s and I could not believe the smell,Â it was horrendous. I still bought my usual Big Mac, I don’t know what it could have been but it smelt like corpses.
All of the people behind the counter and all of the customers were dreamy and their eyes were white clouds that spoke to you trying to tell you to run but I couldn’t go, I was glued to the spot. I poked one in the head and it roared. They were zombies! I’m hiding about to die at this point. Goodbye.