"Delete~" Luke mumbled gleefully as he pulled the trigger on his rifle, taking off another zombie's head. He quickly took aim at another that was wandering around near a bunch of abandoned cars on the highway. "Delete~" He took off that one's head too. He chuckled, slinging his rifle over his shoulder. "That's twenty zombies from 300 yards. No misses. Haven't lost it." He chuckled and put his rifle in its case, closing it up. He picked the case up. The fall of mankind didn't really bother Luke too much. In fact, a world like this was a madman's paradise. Chaotic. Fucked up. He finally felt like he belonged.<br/><br/>He looked to the right at the sound of a metallic clang. A zombie had finally wandered on to the overpass where he stood. It kicked the bumper that had fallen off a car. Luke pulled out his pistol and carefully took aim. "Aaaaaand delete~" As he pulled the trigger, a small, quiet "thump" was heard form the silenced firearm. Less than a second later, the entire back of the zombies head was blown out in a spectacular explosion of brains and shards of bone. It fell back, a small bullet wound in its forehead.<br/><br/>"Spectacular." He whispered, walking along the overpass as he hummed a song by Beethoven he heard years ago.