[ as you run, or perhaps limp, your way toward the dilapidated little green cottage you'll notice the gnarled roots and overgrown shrubbery of a nursery that's long since been abandoned. the bloody stepping stones, smashed flower planters, and overturned display tables tell half a story, leaving your imagination to fill in the blanks of the rest. ]

[ heading carefully through a cramped sty of disheveled gardening supplies lands you straight into the start of a maze... of olives. it's an incomprehensible mess of twists and turns around a dozens of crooked, malformed, and warped olive trees, and unfortunately for you it's the only way to progress forward. ]

[ it's no surprise that it's a little too easy to get lost here, and one wrong turn can potentially send you straight into the mouths of the zombies hot on your trail, but if you listen closely, then you may be able to hear the subtle buzzing of chonky bumbles trying to lead you away from the moans and groans of your pursuers and to relative safety. ]

[ through your own gumption ( or perhaps with the help of your newfound friends ) the hatch to the real olive garden® has been found. all of the warmth has been completely sucked out of the grandiose brick dining hall, however; and its eerie silence broken by a ruckus coming from the ( formerly ) barricaded kitchen. ]

[ here they come. ]

[ this is the next hurdle you must overcome, so you can move on. ]