He grabs a plastic bucket and tells you to gather all of the aerosol spray cans you can find. As you gather the various cans of deodorant, hairspray, and Icy Hot, he begins spraying them into the bucket. “Quick, grab some balls!” You find a bag in the corner filled with BP balls and lug it over. “Dump them in,” he says. Your eyes burn from the fumes, and you try not to gag from the smell as you dump a dozen or two in. You see where he’s going with this and quickly grab a jar of Vaseline from Molitor’s locker. In a few moments, the balls are coated with the flammable concoction. He roots around in the lockers for a moment and comes back with a lighter. “Come on,” he says, “get your stuff and let’s go!” Do you grab...
The bucket of “fireballs,” duh! Go to Card #580
Your glass-coated bat. Fire + Zombies = Flaming Zombies. They are bad enough when they’re not on fire. Go to Card #593
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