A boy and his horde of homicidal undead demon-spawn

WHO: Nikola, everyone in the Spotted Duck
Where: The Spotted Duck
When: When Keto lands on the Pub
He was stuck in an infinite loop of hysteria. Nikola was running in
circles, screaming bloody murder and waving his hands in the air as
if someone had shoved a grenade down the back of his shirt.
He had given up on reaching the Dwarf, all of this was taking place
on the rooftop of a gift shop around thirty yards away from the
pub. He continued to panic on the rooftop until he went head-first
into a large satellite. Everything went black.
Some time later, he awoke to the sound of a screaming engine. As he
opened his eyes, he saw the blurry, blue sillhouette of an aircraft
landing on the roof of the Spotted Duck.
"Finally! Rescue!"
Being knocked unconcious had, for the most part, brought Nik out of
his loop of terror. The same fear that had driven him up so quickly,
however, still had some effect over him. He dared not touch the
ground without some kind of protection.
Suddenly, Rachin remembered that he had hit his head on a rather
large satellite dish. He turned around, and, lo and behold, there
it was: A huge, metal dish, knocked off the crates previously
holding it up. He grabbed the dish and prepared to run for the
ship. "Here goes nothing!"
Jumping down into the crowd of cannibals, he closed his eyes and
held the shiled in front of him. sprinting as fast as he could, he
ploughed down the zombies and stepped over them, only to have them
rise once again in his wake.
Grabbing onto a gutter, the terrified Nikola hoisted himself onto
the roof- only to fall through the hole that the Midget had made,
through the hatch, and directly onto Keto.
<<OOC: A bit blathering, but oh well. TAG to anybody>>