Don't call me crazy, but do you think, maybe, zombies are real?
It was 7:13 pm. My little bro Cale and I were playing with a robotic bird when, our cat Tomis leapt six feet into the air, ran to the hall, and stared at the window, fur puffed out. Cale looked questioningly at the cat, who didnt budge. I then turned to the window. A low, moaning noise came from the outside. Cale froze, and clung hard to me. I, being quite defensive of the four-year-old, looked out. Cale and I bothe screamed and ran for dear life. A man was standing outside, and there was blood on his sleeves.
Anyone else had a similar encounter?