Sora stopped, taking a step back and watching them. It was cold out of the water, it'd be worse in it but there wasn't anything else he could thing of at this point. They'd just keep going, they could probably outlast him. They weren't anything like monsters he'd faced in the past. But he hadn't been alone then.

Maybe he could think of something on the way to the river. He lifted his Keyblade into the air, "Thunder!" As bolts shot out at the zombies, he turned, running again, making his way towards the river. He was still wearing the magical clothes from the fairies, maybe it would change his body like before.

Probably not.

He ran faster, trying to put as much distance between then while still keeping the zombies in sight. He reached the edge of the river and banished his Keyblade, stepping up to the sore and hesitating again. "Think, Sora, think. Argh! I can't think of anything!" He looked back over his shoulder to see how close the zombies were.