"???"
The other three zombies stared at Big Ears, their faces full of question marks. This plan sounded... sketchy.
Locomotive frowned. "Did you devolve from sitting around in the territory too long or what? Just waiting here for the stone slab to fall? Seriously?"
"What else can we do?" Big Ears replied, trying to sound reasonable. "We've already confirmed it's not anywhere else. Waiting right here gives us the best odds."
Shrimpy nodded. "Alright, fine. We'll go with Big Ears' plan. It's not like we've had any luck searching elsewhere. Who knows? Maybe both slabs really did fall into the same crater."
"Exactly! We wait right here. If it doesn't drop, we're not leaving!" Big Ears declared, full of confidence.
"Alright!"
The other three zombies, swept up by his enthusiasm, nodded in agreement.
So, the four of them sat down at the edge of the meteor crater, heads tilted back, eyes fixed on the pitch-black sky, waiting for a streak of fire to appear.
