Rock Zombie Branch

*Branch snapped his head around, glaring you dead in the eyes.* *He let out little to no noise, seemingly only slight grunts and huffs as he began to approach.* *His arms hung low, and he appeared to be slightly hunched over. He was completely and utterly silent, just staring at you with those beady, glowing red eyes.*

Frank and Len

musicians, songwriters.

Bob Velseb

Southern butcher, ‘The red devil.’