It seems that some kind of zombie outbreak has happened. Strangely, though, unlike the classic Zombie Apocalypse scenario, there are many big groups of survivors. It seems most of the outbreak has been controlled, yet there is still danger. I'm walking around this white/gray building, on the land floor. Many parts of it are surrounded by walls and metal fences, which, I supposed, were keeping the zombies at bay. I enter through a metal gate and join a group. After a few suspicious glances, I'm somewhat welcome on the group of 20-30 people. Somehow, I seem to be the only one with the vaguest idea about survival (though there were some tough, "bad" looking guys with us), so I become the leader. We improvise some weapons, but somehow also find firearms (the laws in Brazil don't allow civilians to walk around armed). I had a shotgun.

We had to move - we couldn't stay here for too much longer. We head into a room into the building, where we find ourselves in a strange situation. We are in a smaller room with chairs and tables. Across the room is a door, but on our way is another large table and 3 or 4 zombies are sitting or standing behind it, looking at us. Somehow, these zombies here are intelligent. Not only that, they can speak. There is a woman zombie, which looked like the mix between a dead, decaying person and a porcelain doll. There's a strong, larger zombie man who was her "husband". His skin was greenish and he seenmed covered with mud and/or moss. The other(s) zombie(s) were minor, and apparently were shot by us on sight, or possibly later - in any case, they weren't important.

The Doll Zombie speaks with a surprisingly clear, strong and somewhat cruel voice. For some reason, she has a thick accent, either Russian or German. She tells us she wouldn't let us pass. There was more to what she said, but pretty much we learned that they wanted to get rid of us, and that they had some sort of magical powers. She uses her magic to send a doll made of cheap plastic to attack us. We hit it and it breaks in half, as well as shattering. It was quite easy, actually, so we weren't really intimidated by her, though we still held our ground. (Maybe we shot the secondary zombies around this part).

She uses her magic again, explaining something like this. "Now, Doll attacks with arms. If arms touch someone, person becomes possessed!" (She really spoke like that, but in Portuguese, I think). I look down at the doll and before she can use her magic I crush her into pieces on my hands. It was a REALLY cheap plastic. She doesn't seem to notice and keeps waving her hands towards the broken doll. Obviously, it doesn't work and she stands there looking pathetic. We shoot her.