You play zombie smash for a couple hours to pass time and vent rage

From Infictive

You spent a couple hours taking carefully aimed brick throws at zombies. You destroy about seven of them and damage a whole lot more. But when your rage finally levels off you are left with a feeling of hopelessness. You stare down at a sea of hungry death.


  1. blue eyes crying on the roof
  2. curl up in a ball and rock back and forth for awhile