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his beer up, taking a swig. After he swallowed, he gave Kevin a sharp reply, “Sounds good boss. Soon as my balls drop I’ll plow your mom again, and get right on helping the rest of you assholes in your rush to get eaten alive by those dead fuckers.”
    “It’s good to have goals Fitzy.” Kevin smiled, and turned to go back to the cockpit. He wanted to see the airport Kate wanted to land at with his own eyes.

    *****

    It wasn’t much of an airport from the air.
    Kate had taken them in from the north once already, and she was circling wide to approach the strip from the west. From the air it looked like the strip was heading east to west, and she needed to get low enough to let the running lights on the MC-130 illuminate the runway to see if it was safe to land. It was dangerous as all hell, but even back when there were a shitload of pilots around, there were few pilots as good as her in the plane she was flying.
    Kevin’s asshole was tight enough to pass for the eye of a needle nonetheless. He gripped the back of her pilot’s chair like it was the metal safety bar on a roller coaster seat. Not really that much of a stretch, he thought. The big plane bucked up and down as the different densities of air gave it a ride. Beside her sat Nick, her co-pilot. He monitored the instruments and made sure the rest of the plane operated perfectly. In tandem, the two pilots made Kevin feel reasonably safe.
    But feeling safe was a relative experience.
    The incredibly powerful white landing lights of the plane cast out beams that cut the darkness in half ahead of them. The plane was perhaps two hundred feet off the ground and through the thick glass of the cockpit window they could see the dull dry brown of the Moroccan desert whiz by. In the distance, Kevin caught a glimpse of an orange light on the horizon. For no apparent reason, the pit of his stomach churned.
    “Kill the lights for a second. Quick,” Kevin said quietly. Nick hit the switch and the world outside fell into blackness once more. The orange light was only visible for a few seconds before it slipped underneath the fast moving plane, but Kevin clearly saw what it was.
    Three small fires arranged in the shape of a triangle. The fires weren’t large, perhaps two or three feet across each. They burned weakly, but Kevin’s eyes saw them as clear as day. Despite their limited energy, Kevin saw two figures standing in the center, one a woman, and one a child. They stood facing away from the plane, looking towards the horizon. He wasn't entirely sure how much of it was a gut feeling, and how much of it was having good eyesight.  
    A split second later the two pilots and Kevin saw what the two figures on the ground were looking at. A swarm of undead the size of a shopping mall was slowly progressing towards the trio of flames. It looked as if Hell had opened the front doors, and let everyone out all at once.
    Kevin’s mind was brought back to the dream he had not long ago with the two men from his team who had died in June. They had told him in the dream that he should look for threes. Mildenhall had been laid siege at 0333 in the morning, and now here they were flying over Morocco, in the middle of nowhere, and he sees three flames arranged conspicuously. Kevin knew it meant something.  
    “Something is up with those fires. I need to get to those two people immediately,” Kevin said into the headset.
    Kate and Nick looked over their shoulders at Kevin as if he’d just admitted to crashing a plane into the Twin Towers. Kate spoke as soon as she returned her eyes forward, “You did just see the giant fucking horde of undead we flew over, right? That’s not exactly a small fucking problem dude, and we aren't paid to rescue idiot Moroccans who make campfires in the desert.”
    “I know. I’ll make it happen. I need you guys to trust me on this. Put us down as soon as you can. They don’t have long at all and I just know I’ve got to get to them.” Kevin’s