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7 thoughts on “539 – A Knife In The Dark (END OF EPISODE 22)

  1. Why am I not surprised.

  2. Typical, it’s always someone else’s fault. Revenge is not just best served cold, but by stupid too. “This is all your fault!” Which is wrong, but in his head, it’s right.

    1. It’s also been heavily hinted he has already been brain washed by the zombie worshiping cult.

      1. Which, no doubt, made easier because of that under-lying feeling. People are always looking for a scape-goat…

    2. I don’t know if you got my callback by intent or not, but it’s great to see almost the same words echoed! https://www.zombieranchcomic.com/comic/203-breaking-worst/

  3. Honestly, probably the first time he’s ever taken control of and done ever in his life. There’s a reason why they kept him. Give a dog that’s been beat all its life a whiff of conference and control, you got a problem.

  4. Imagine his surprise when he stabs a pillow. 😜

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539 – A Knife In The Dark (END OF EPISODE 22)

Happy Holidays, all! That's a wrap (heh) for Episode 22 just in time for a Christmas cliffhanger! Hope we don't twist the knife too much...

See y'all in 2025 when Zombie Ranch continues!

Welcome to the ranch, pardners.

A good idea is much like a hungry zombie. It grabs hold of you and won’t stop until it has consumed your brain. My wife tends to have a lot of ideas, especially when she’s drawing in the middle of the night. Some are ingenious, some are just plain odd. But when I awoke one morning to find an illustration of a young, shotgun-totin’ cowgirl facing down a horde of zombies, I was intrigued. When Dawn stumbled forth from bed a few hours later, I asked her about the picture. Later still, after she had a shower, some breakfast and some caffeine, I asked her again. This time I actually got an answer: the young lady is a zombie rancher. She’s wrangling zombies on her zombie ranch. Like I said, some of Dawn’s ideas are ingenious, and some are odd. But every so often, there’s one that’s both. I wanted to know this woman’s story, and how she’d gotten herself into such a strange occupation. Since Dawn had no real answers for those details, I was left to my own daydreams on the subject. Daydreams that eventually evolved into a script on my part, and a lot more pictures on hers. We hope you find the idea as infectious as we did. Saddle up and shamble along for the ride.