Everyone took advantage of the breather created by the Army of the Dead’s change in tactics. Christopher Voorman had already disappeared downstairs with the rapid advance of time which dearly sapped his Essence. The dead grouped under the deck or around the side of the house. Marcel guessed that they had been commanded to wait so when the next wave occurs they could lead the attack.
After everyone had topped off their guns and caught their breath, Marcel and Joanne climbed through the pile of bodies on the deck. Joanne examined the broken-in door constructed by the late Eddy. It seemed repairable to her. Marcel walked down the steps and peered under the deck. The walking dead were there waiting. He opened fire and the fight resumed.
Mostly the attackers were little more than skeletal remains trying to claw the cajun but there were a few fresher looking standard zombies in the bunch. Marcel was gunning them down but not fast enough. There were too many and Marcel and Joanne began backing up and slowly retreated to the front door. As the dead rounded the corner to get on the deck, Trevor used the borrowed SKS to shoot runners and Reggie his shotgun against the skeletons to help thin out the herd.
On the roof, the last remaining skeleton from earlier jumped through the broken upper window hitting the living room floor hard. Milhouse and Hasty attacked that one and disposed of it quickly.
This fight developed a little differently however. This time something new came from the woods. There were two creatures. One looked like a zombie impaled with branches and the other looked more like a tree than a man. Trevor had glimpsed them before but now they were in the open running for the deck. Additionally another dog-like tracker zombie broke from cover, running to the other corner of the building. Trevor and Reggie put shots on them and brought down the impaled zombie and the tracker.
The fight proceeded at the front door which was defended by Marcel, Joanne, and Dr Graves. The tree creature made it to the deck though and broke out some of the defensive boards nailed above the railing. A chorus yelled to wake up Voorman. The tree thing advanced and stripped away the boards over the bedroom window. The glass shattered next. As the defenders killed the undead in front of the door, the tree thing moved up again crushing a wounded skeleton. Behind it the dead were entering through the broken bedroom window. This was the same bedroom where the ravaged corpses of Sue and Growler had been laid.
Meanwhile Taylor reported that she heard breaking boards and glass from the opposite bedroom. Something was coming in that window. She ran downstairs to wake Voorman.
At the front door, the tree thing traded attacks with Joanne and Graves but did not step into the room where it would have lost the cover provided by the door jamb and been within reach of Marcel. It’s body seemed blackened with rot but it was at least somewhat resistant to weapons. Marcel’s staff in particular did not seem to be as effective as normal. The creature crashed to the ground and additional “conventional” undead continued the assault while a second tree-thing came up behind them.
Out of the bedroom shuffled a sickly looking ambulating bush with bloody roots followed by another of the tree things. The bush had rotting body parts entwined among it’s branches. The fight had gotten interesting.
The bush entered the living room and wrapped Marcel in a multitude of branches lifting him slightly off the floor. It began to squeeze the helpless man. The tree thing entered the room and swung; breaking Milhouse’s leg. Then a tracker ran into the living room and attacked Growler. Then skeletons from the first bedroom arrived. Seeing the odds dramatically change drove Joanne into a cold rage. All the lights flickered out. All electronics actually. Another creature entered the fight.
Marcel was constrained but Joanne had a machete for just that sort of job. She cut back that bush like a mad gardener. Hasty and the tracker zombie fought. Milhouse crawled away. Graves blasted with the shotgun and slammed the door closed. Upstairs Trevor and Reggie continued shooting as targets presented themselves.
Joanne finished mowing the bush down and the newly released Marcel began fighing the skeletons in front of him dodging blows from both of them plus a skinny yet hulking and mishappen watcher behind them. Voorman was on the stairs now and opened up one of the runners blocking the hallway. Sue wailed below. Hasty lost the fight and ended up dead in the gaping snakelike jaws of the tracker. Milhouse witnessed this and cried tears of healing that mended his shattered leg. Carny Magic!
Above Trevor, Reggie, and Max left the master bedroom and ran to the top of the stairs. Trevor’s nightvision goggles flickered and cut out en route. It was hard to make out what was happening below. Dr Graves took a couple steps up the stairs to get a better angle with the Winchester. Joanne and Graves finished the tree thing and it crashed to the floor, but before anyone could celebrate the tracker dropped the corpse of Hasty and pounced on Milhouse. It sunk its disgusting teeth deep into the man’s leg and vigorously shook its head crippling Milhouse again.
Both the door and reinforced window next to the door broke. More skeletal corpses reached for the living.
0 Runners Turned
8 Runners Killed
0 Skeletons Turned
19 Skeletons Killed
0 Watchers Killed
1 Trackers Killed
1 Impaled Branch Zombie
0 NPC Allies Killed
1 Animal Companion Killed
0 PCs Killed