the graveyard ; thursday evening

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Sam actually hadn't been out much since the other day. He'd laid low, taken some time to recharge his batteries and was out again. The graveyard probably wasn't the most normal place to be but Sam was far from normal. In fact, he was actually contemplating raising the whole graveyard just to give the resistance some extra bodies. They'd listen to him, he'd control them and he'd feel like crap about it later.

The graveyard wasn't large but there were enough tombstones that Sam knew he'd have to cut himself and bleed a lot just to get the whole cemetery up and about. It wasn't something he was looking forward to, no.

There was a knife in his pocket though and he was crouched down near one gravestone, trying to stay hidden while he wondered if this was a good idea. Well no, he knew it wasn't a good idea but he wondered if he should do it anyway.

He wasn't great in a fight but he could bring an army of undead so that was...something, right?

[FB for resistance only but open post, shore shore. Sam's not really gonna raise anyone but he's contemplating it, at least!]