You grab your shotgun and go back to the tape recorder. You play it. . . .

With a crackle of noise pollution and an echo a voice comes through.
"After reading through the Book of the Dead several times I've come to the conclusion that the `portal` it mentions to send the evil back is a faulty plan that cannot be used sucessfully under these conditions. Therefore, I looked for another way of obliterating the evil in which lives in the woods."

"Well hurry the fuck up Doc! I don't got all day!" You yell to the tape recorder as you aim your shotgun to the door, awaiting the arrival of the deadites.

"The following recesitation of the passage will cancel the power of the evil and prevent them from staying in our dimension. Conda, Vesta, Conda. . . ."

The doctor continues reading from the book as the door breaks down and four deadites rush in.
You immeditately blow them away, reload, and blow away the deadites behind them. "Keep talking doc." You rush over to your bag and grab the rest of your ammo: Six bullets.

Three deadites come through the back door and you take them out, as well as a large chuck of the wall: Four bullets.

You notice as you keep blowing down these bastards more emerge from the darkness. It's like the evil itself is producing them.

Six of them charge through the front.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
One bullet and two deadites left. The doctor continues talking on the tape recorder and you make one deadite into sushi while clubbing the other one to death with the end of your shotgun.

You drop the shotgun and pick up the chainsaw.

In a moment of calm you stand there and listen to the recorder: "Renzokuken, masenko conda. Necra --" His voice changes to horror. "My GOD! NO! Henrietta! NO!" You listen to the doctor's last moments as he is drained of all life by the hands of the deadite. You listen as the tape recorder is dropped onto the table you found it on-

He didn't seem to finish the passage. . . but he got a good way into it.
As you stand there, chainsaw in hand, you wonder how much more of the passage needed to be read.

You look outside and you can't see any more deadites comeing out of the ground or from the woods. . . but then where did those deadites go?

"Shit!" You exclaim, looking at the back and front doors- wide open.

You drop your chainsaw and like Bob Villa on crack you start nailing boards to the wall, windows and doors to prevent deadite invasion from the sides.

A moment of silence passes over you. . . then the pounding begins again --

This time it's coming from above. The bastards are trying to break in from the roof!. You better act quick, they'll be through soon!

Rewind the tape-recorder and play it from the begining, maybe there's something there that can help.

or

Prepare for battle, 'cause more deadites are coming!

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