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The Walking Wild found the only square the win did not need.
Four matching zombies stopped across the row it had just left.
Its old position sat directly in the middle.
Its new position sat underneath them.
Glowing.
Dead.
Useless.
The zombie had been given supernatural movement.
Direction had apparently remained optional.
That problem came later.
I started with €168.40 and left the stake at €0.80.
The first few spins stayed fairly quiet.
Dark reels.
Zombies.
Gold.
Symbols clearing when they connected, then fresh ones dropping into the gaps.
One little win paid €0.80.
The symbols disappeared.
New ones fell.
Nothing followed.
Another spin managed €1.60 before its cascade also died immediately.
The cemetery was perfectly willing to move everything except the things I wanted.
Then the Random Wilds arrived.
Three glowing Wilds appeared across the reels.
One left.
One middle.
One farther right.
For one spin, the dead had organised transportation.
A line formed through two of them.
Symbols cleared.
Fresh ones dropped.
Another combination hit beneath the first.
€6.40 altogether.
Then the Wilds vanished.
The graveyard went back to ordinary corpses.
That was the biggest base-game incident for a while.
A Scatter appeared.
One.
Gone.
Several spins later, two landed together.
No third.
The symbols underneath a small win disappeared and the cascade dropped fresh ones into the empty positions.
I watched the gaps.
No Scatter.
The two already on screen disappeared with the end of the spin.
A few rounds later, another Scatter landed by itself.
The cemetery had become very efficient at producing fractions of a feature.
One third.
Two thirds.
One third again.
Never the whole corpse.
Small wins kept arriving between them.
€1.60.
€2.40.
A longer cascade managed €3.20 before the fresh symbols finally stopped connecting.
The balance slid anyway.
Nothing savage.
Just €0.80 disappearing repeatedly into dirt while the zombies wandered through the paylines.
Another Random Wild event fired.
Two Wilds this time.
One landed high on reel two.
The other sat low on reel five.
They looked extremely supernatural.
The actual win was €0.80.
Both disappeared afterward.
Two glowing undead helpers had crossed the cemetery to return exactly one stake.
They had travelled light.
The next Scatter landed immediately after them.
Alone.
I kept spinning.
Another small cascade.
A zombie line cleared.
New symbols dropped.
A second little line formed.
€2.40 from the sequence.
No Scatter.
Then nothing for several rounds.
By then I had started reading every spin in the same order.
Scatter count first.
Everything else second.
A full line could have crossed the screen and I would still have checked for gravestones before looking at the amount.
Two Scatters appeared again.
Left side.
Far right.
The middle reels stopped.
No third.
A cascade opened fresh cells between them.
Still no third.
That was worse.
The game had actually dug new holes in the cemetery and still failed to uncover another Scatter.
The two disappeared.
Next spin.
One Scatter.
The zombies were mocking arithmetic now.
Forty-something spins in, the Random Wilds came back.
Three this time.
They helped a pair of small combinations through consecutive falls.
€4.00.
Better.
Still no feature.
A few spins later, a lone Scatter arrived and left.
Then two.
Then none.
The balance had reached €154.00 by spin fifty-four.
€43.20 had gone through the reels.
€28.80 had returned.
Then the next screen finally stopped with three Scatters.
Three actual Scatters.
No cascade required.
No missing middle.
No zombie standing where the third one should have been.
The cemetery changed.
Zombie Wheel opened the Free Spins.
The first Walking Wild appeared near the middle of the grid.
One glowing zombie.
He looked no more alive than the others.
He simply had travel privileges.
The first useful symbols stopped around him.
A line crossed through the Wild.
€1.60.
Good.
Symbols cleared.
Fresh ones dropped.
Nothing else.
Next spin, the zombie moved.
One cell sideways.
Another line managed to use him there.
€2.40.
Two movements into the feature and I had made a terrible assumption.
I thought he knew what he was doing.
Then he moved down.
The reels stopped.
Four matching zombie symbols ran across his previous row.
One gap.
Exactly where he had been.
His new position glowed underneath.
That was the opening.
The Walking Wild had escaped the win.
Not narrowly.
Precisely.
One cell away from being useful.
The next spin started.
The Wild disappeared completely.
That solved his positioning problem.
Now he could not be in the wrong square because he was in no square at all.
A cascade elsewhere paid €0.80.
The symbols dropped again.
No Wild returned.
Another spin.
Still absent.
I had entered Free Spins looking for winning symbols.
Now I was waiting for one specific corpse to come back.
He returned near the upper-right.
Good.
The actual useful symbols landed low-left.
The Wild had crossed the entire graveyard to stay as far as possible from the useful symbols.
A group of zombies connected without him.
No meaningful win.
Next spin, he moved toward the centre.
That looked promising.
Three matching symbols stopped from the left.
The Wild filled the next position.
Another matching symbol landed beyond him.
€4.80.
Finally.
The corpse had wandered into traffic.
Symbols cleared.
Fresh ones fell around his position.
Nothing followed.
The next spin started.
He moved.
Naturally.
Another Wild appeared lower down.
Two glowing zombies now occupied the reels.
The geometry improved immediately.
One covered a gap.
The other stood several cells away watching.
A line completed through the first.
€1.60.
The second contributed atmosphere.
Then three Scatters landed.
The counter climbed again.
More Free Spins.
The cemetery had added more cemetery.
The Walking Wild remained on screen while the feature continued.
That was enough.
I had already learned not to assign him a destination.
The next spin started with one Wild disappearing.
The other moved.
Symbols stopped around the empty cell the first had abandoned.
Almost a line.
Not quite.
Another fall.
Nothing.
Then a Wild appeared on the far left.
Next spin, it vanished from there and showed up in the middle.
I had stopped trying to decide whether these were different zombies.
They were all dead, glowing and equally lost.
The extended spins continued.
A Scatter landed by itself.
No second.
No third.
The Walking Wild shifted one cell upward.
A pair of matching symbols stopped on either side of him.
Another matching symbol completed the route farther across.
€3.20.
That was acceptable.
For once the zombie had moved before the win and accidentally arrived at the correct grave.
The symbols cleared.
Fresh ones dropped.
He remained visible.
I watched his square.
Next spin.
Moved again.
Wrong direction.
A line formed one row lower.
The Wild stood above it.
Nothing.
Another spin.
Gone.
Then he appeared low on reel three.
Two symbols connected from the left.
No continuation.
The zombie had finally stood somewhere useful and nobody came to visit.
The feature was becoming less about whether the Wild helped and more about what form of failure he selected.
Too high.
Too low.
Gone.
Present on the wrong reel.
Correct reel, wrong row.
Perfect square, no symbols.
Every supernatural possibility except staying where the money was going.
Then the late feature finally aligned.
The Walking Wild appeared in the centre.
It did not move.
The reels stopped.
Matching zombie symbols came in from the left.
Another matching symbol stopped beyond the Wild.
The line connected.
Symbols cleared.
Fresh ones dropped.
A second line formed through the same glowing position.
€8.00 from the sequence.
There it was.
The best feature hit.
The zombie had achieved it through the radical strategy of standing still.
I watched the next spin begin.
The corpse immediately moved again.
Stillness had apparently been a one-spin experiment.
The next symbols landed nowhere useful.
Another Walking Wild appeared near the edge.
One vanished.
One shifted.
No win.
The counter kept falling.
The feature was nearing its end.
The last few spins became increasingly sparse.
A Wild appeared.
Moved.
Nothing.
A small group of symbols landed near it but failed to complete.
Gone again.
No new Scatters.
No extra spins.
The cemetery was done adding time.
The final meaningful win had already happened.
€8.00.
The rest became movement.
One glowing zombie crossed to the upper-right.
The reels stopped.
Nothing needed him there.
Next spin.
He shifted left.
Still nothing.
The last counter ticked away.
The feature total settled at €22.40.
The balance had entered Free Spins at €154.00.
It finished at €176.40.
I had started at €168.40.
€8.00 ahead.
No closing base spins.
The Walking Wild appeared one final time near the edge.
No line reached him.
No cascade followed.
Then the feature ended.
He disappeared.
After spending the whole bonus looking for the wrong square, the zombie had finally found the exit.
The bonus round in 777 Surge feels like unpaid therapy.