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garage, I rubbed my leg and discovered a small shard of glass that had lodged itself in my thigh. With a sharp wince, I yanked it out and heard it hit the ground with a clang .  I then pulled the Hummer keys from my pocket. No time to waste. The army of the dead was closing in.
    “If we don’t get out of here before they surround this area, we’re not going to make it!” I growled in between gasps. No argument from Kyle.
    We took a couple of deep breaths, giving us a few moments to survey the garage for any more of the non-living. I told Kyle that my boss’ car would be on the ground floor in the VIP parking area. We cautiously rushed to the staircase on the far end of the garage and started down the stairs.
    As I eased open the staircase door on the bottom floor, I whispered that there were only a few of them stumbling around. Kyle gave a slight nod, stepped into the garage, and quickly slid behind one of the cars. My hands were trembling in the darkness. From car to car, we maneuvered through the garage, dodging the few creatures that had found their way into the depths of the indoor parking lot.
    The Hummer was within sight. It was an imposing, yellow beast, designed to grab everyone’s attention. Before gas prices shot through the roof, and it became unpopular to drive them, these things could have been found in all the dance club parking lots. They were considered a symbol of status. My boss had decked this one out with a raised cab and oversized wheels.
    We crawled up next to the Hummer. Reaching for the door, I jerked my hand back, feeling the panic trying to take hold. I had to swallow several times because of the dust that had settled in my throat from when the building collapsed.
    “If I unlock it with the key, it’s likely that the alarm will go off. If I use unlock from the keychain, it’s going to beep as well,” I whispered harshly.
    Kyle weighed that carefully.
    “Try the key, maybe it isn’t locked.” I gave him an uneasy look.
    “Either way,” he added , “be prepared to move fast.”
    With a trembling hand, I slid the key into the door, and cautiously turned it clockwise. A piercing sound echoed throughout the garage. Every zombie within a three block radius could hear it. I jumped up, and slid into the driver’s seat, punching the button to unlock the door as Kyle came barreling around to the passenger side. The piercing alarm finally stopped when I stuck the key in the ignition.
    Before Kyle closed his door, we could hear a few of the creatures screaming in the garage. They were coming for us.
    As I turned it over, all the equipment in the Hummer turned on. Navigation, the heater, the seats moved forward automatically. I watched as a seat warmer signal turned from off to on.
    A real rugged ride...
    The stereo started up as well, startling both of us. A few lines from America’s favorite pop princess shouted through the speakers before I switched it off, letting out a nervous laugh.
    We later learned that many people had died in their pursuit to the radio stations. The broadcast gave them hope, a guiding light. It was as if the stations would provide them refuge. Most of the stations in New York were switched to recordings once bodies from the morgue started to sit up. Fucking executives, nobody wanted to miss out on advertising dollars. I wonder if they have any idea as to how many they have killed.
    One of the zombies slammed into the side of the Hummer, then another. I automatically slapped my hand down to lock the doors.
    “Reverse!” Kyle screamed as he twisted around to get a better view.
    I put the Hummer in gear and stomped on the accelerator, throwing us forward. The rear wheels lifted up then crashed down again. I realized that we drove over one of them that was behind us. Another one was hanging onto the hood, just below the windshield wipers, pulling at the antenna to get better leverage.
    Go! Go! Go! It was like a compact disc skipping rapidly in my head.
    As I turned the