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looking ugly.
    “God damn I seen you on the tv haven’t I,” said the man.
    “No,” replied Vick in a mean tone.
    “Yeah I remember this..”
    “Quiet Ben, he said it ain’t him, so shut it,” yelled Clyde.
    Cade stood at the door thinking a minute. They could not just kill the men. The group were not killers. Not yet. “Ok guys. See that fire truck down there. The keys are in it. Take it and get out of here.” He looked straight at Clyde, “If we see you again, we kill you. End of story.”
    The two men backed out of the room. Dwayne, Cade, and Vick all followed to the door with guns aimed. They watched Ben and Clyde make their way down to the truck stop and enter the truck.
    A middle finger came out of the window as the truck started. Cade chuckled remembering the gas was almost empty.
    The rest of the group met the men in the room. “We cannot stay here now,” said Keiko. “It is not safe.”
    Cade looked around and saw every door kicked in. “You are right, we need to get a van or truck and move on down the road a ways before sleeping.”
    Suddenly it started. Click click click click of the teeth. Four chatterers had come from behind the motel.
    Bam bam, Cade shot one of them and it dropped. Boom, Vick and Dwayne shot in unison and decapitated another chatterer. Two more remained walking towards them, eyes white and teeth chattering.
    “Let’s run towards the store. There was a van and a few cars,” said Cade. “We need to save ammo.” The seven ran as fast as possible in the night. Some of the street lights were still on but it was hard to see anything.
    Rounding the corner of the third block they all stopped and ducked behind a dumpster. There was a red minivan about fifty feet to their left. Luck had to be on their side. Chatterers lined the sidewalks and several were in the road.
    “Alright, Vick and I will check the van. Dwayne, you cover us and the others,” whispered Cade.
    Vick and Cade ran slowly in a crouched position towards the van. One chatterer was smashed in the temple and reeled to the ground. Vick wiped the butt of his shotgun off and kept moving.
    “So what’s in that freaking bag dude,” whispered Cade.
    Vick frowned but kept moving. “Mind your business, we are not friends.”
    “Yeah yeah,” chuckled Cade, “it was worth a try.”
    The two easily made the rest of the way to the van. It was parked just outside the market Cade and Keiko had looked through earlier. They tried the doors and Cade’s on the driver’s side popped open. He opened Vicks and they sat. “Ok good start,” said Vick. “Now we need keys.”
    They searched through the van, mirrors, glove box, and found nothing. “Shit,” said Cade. “Now what?”
    The men sat a moment as sniffers and chatterers both lumbered by the van. “We need to check the bodies in the store. I bet one has the keys,” said Vick.
    “Alright good call,” said Cade. “Take a couple of these knives I found, they are quieter than the guns.”
    Vick grabbed two good kitchen knives from the bag Cade had gathered earlier. They exited the van and went inside the market. Nothing much had changed since he had been in earlier.
    Vick went to the deli and office looking through employee pockets. The poor deli slicer was chattering in a corner, scraping his nails against the wall. Vick crept up behind him and leveled the knife through the skull of the poor slicer. He then kneeled and went through his pockets. “Nothing here.”
    Cade went right for the shooting victim and also kneeled. He searched every pocket until finally in his jacket he found a set of keys that matched the model of the van outside. “I think were good,” he said waving the keys.
    They exited the market and as they did Vick grabbed a whole cardboard cutout of chips.
    “I’m hungry.”
    Cade laughed, “whatever you say big man,” and they went to the van.
    They sat in silence and Cade turned the key. Vrooooooom. It started on the first turn. He put it in gear