Pretend That We're Dead

Pretend That We're Dead is the third encounter on the right path in Where Dead Men Walk, after Take Someone's Spine Out.
==Enemies==
*Zombie Lunatic (1235 Gold, 152 Xp, 95 Energy, 7 HP)
*Zombie Archer (1235 Gold, 152 Xp, 95 Energy, 7 HP)
==Transcript==
===Introduction===
"You sure about this whole master thing?" Hugh asks.
"I am," Brachus replies. "But if you wish, I could ingest another-"
"No!"
"Perhaps we followed the wrong path," Rakshara says. "I saw other routes through this forest."
"Maybe we need to put ourselves in his sodding boots, like a bobby."
"What's that?"
"A bobby? Bobbies are guardsmen. It's what we call them back home -- because if they catch you doing something wrong, they grab their blooming clubs and bob you on the head good and proper. Anyway, a bobby once told me that when they're looking for a bloke that did something wrong, they try to put themselves in his boots. Like if they know he's got a weakness for strong ale, they think of which tavern he might have gone to when he wanted to spend some of his loot."
"Ah, yes. Our hunters do similar things. They try to understand how their prey might think and act."
"Exactly! So, what we need to do is start thinking like a load of bleeding zombie masters. Logical, that is. If we were in charge of all these zombies, where would we be?"
"Eating brains?"
"Well... It's possible. But where?"
"In the depths of the forest, away from the paths, where no one would ever think to look for us?"
"Oh..." Hugh grunts. "Hadn't thought of that."
Rakshara frowns. She seems upset to have left him so dejected.
"I could be wrong! The master could even be in that pack of zombies ahead of us!"
"Yeah!" A grin crosses his flabby face. "Let's kill them and find out!"
===Conclusion===
"I don't think any of these were the sodding master." Hugh sighs.
"No..." Rakshara replies. "But if we keep killing every zombie in the forest, we'll either kill him or destroy all of his minions and leave him powerless."
"Oh... Yeah! You've got a good head on those shoulders of yours. Well, come on them. No point standing around here."
Category:Where Dead Men Walk