“Johann sat in his office, staring absently at the empty glass in front of him.
Ragnar had been in the office for three minutes, and he wasn't sure if Johann had noticed him.
"Good game today," he said quietly.
Johann startled.
"Erh, well, yes, it was," he said, slowly returning to the reality around him.
"It's never an easy game against zombies," Ragnar said, trying to start a conversation.
"Oh, is that what it was," Johann said. "I thought it was my bad concious coming back for me."
"How so?" Ragnar inquired a bit curious.
"My second wife, the exotic beauty, well, once exotic beauty, Ratoel, was playing for their team."
Ragnar was quiet for some time.
"How did she die?" he asked.
"She ate some poisonous mushrooms," he said.
"Oh," Ragnar said. "Sad. How many times have you been married?"
"Three times."
"What happened to your first wife?" Ragnar asked.
"She also ate some poisonous mushrooms."
Ragnar thought for a while. He didn't like the sound of that, but then again, people died from bad food every day.
"What happened to your third wife?" he asked, knowing that Johann wasn't still married.
"She was run over by a horse and carriage."
"That is very sad," Ragnar said. "How could that happen?"
"She refused to eat mushrooms," Johann replied.


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A very exciting game. Although I hoped not to face quite as many zombies as I did, but their nigglings weren't bad today, despite the damp and rainy weather.

Very exciting at the end where the game could have gone either way.
Cheers!
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