It was a chilly Halloween afternoon at Lake Yosemite in Merced, and eager runners were taking their marks for two long-distance races. These races, however, were anything but average. Ravenous zombies clawed at the runners, ready to chase them through the course. “I told you they’re starting to smell that fresh brain flesh,” the announcer […]
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