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ones out of the ditch.
    That wasn’t what had caught our attention.  What had , was the mini-horde of zombies that milled about in general and groaned in particular.  They must have wandered this way in the night, and tumbled as a group into the ditch.  The fence was just high enough to hit the zombies in the knees and allow them to fall over the edge.
    As we looked on, we could see several zombies that had managed to commit suicide by landing on their stupid heads.  I glanced around, and although the zombies were right there for the killing, there wasn’t any safe way to engage them.
    “Any thoughts?” I asked.  We could use the ladder, I supposed, but it had its own risks and I wasn’t a fan of fighting on unstable ground.
    Jake looked it over.  “Well, we could…no.  Um…we could…wait.”  Jake scowled at the zombies. “Huh.”
    I knew then he was as stumped as I was.  There wasn’t any way in hell I was going to jump in there, and we sure weren’t going to let them out.  If we had something long, we might be able to get away with it, but not right now.
    “Hang on, I have an idea ,” Jake said as he jogged back the way we had come.  I had nowhere to be right now, so it wasn’t hard to remain true to the charge.
    About ten minutes later, Jake came jogging back with a cinder block on his shoulder and a length of rope.  He tied the rope to the cinder block, and then carefully lowered it until it was about three feet from the ground in the ditch.  Several zombies touched and grabbed the block, but after they realized it wasn’t anything to eat, they weren’t interested.
    Jake held the block down, and then tied the other end of the rope to the fence, making sure he kept the length the same.  I watched curiously, since I wasn’t sure where this was going.
    When Jake had everything he needed ready, he pulled up the cinder block and looked over at me, holding the stone above his head.
    “Got this idea from Dad’s journal.  You want to go first, or can I?”  Jake asked.
    I suddenly realized what he was talking about.  “That’s brilliant. You can go first, you thought of it.” I leaned over the rail and watched as the hungry ghouls reached up in frustrated hunger at the food that they would never be able to reach.
    Jake hurled the cinder block down, and it cracked the skull of a middle-aged man.  As he went down, the rope went taut and kept the block from hitting the ground.  Jake hauled up on the rope and handed the stone to me.
    “Your turn.”  He said with a smile.
    “This will take a while, methinks ,” I said, looking for a target.  The rope limited our range, but that was okay, since the zombies always came to us, no matter what.
    “I’m open to suggestions ,” Jake said testily.
    I threw the block down, nailing a teen in the face as he looked up.  His forehead flattened from the impact, and he fell over.
    “I was thinking of holding you upside down while you smacked away with your mace,” I said, pulling on the rope.  A zombie took hold of it and hung on.  I gave the rope a few quick jerks, and the zombie let go.
    Jake didn’t dignify that with an answer; he just took the block from me and killed another zombie.
    We worked that crowd for about a half an hour, and managed to kill nearly all of them.  The last one was tough, since he had to climb over the bodies of his comrades, and both Jake and I missed several times trying to nail him.  Finally, on what seemed like the hundredth throw, Jake caught him perfectly on the top of the head with the cinder block, dropping that annoyance for good.
    “All right, then.  Let’s get Julia and get out of here,” I said.  “We need to get that crap in the syringe to the government.”
    “Yeah, I’d hate to see what someone else might do with it ,” Jake said. 

     
    Chapter 7
     
     
    We had a bit of a mystery on our hands. Someone was obviously trying to cause an outbreak, but the purpose behind it was unclear.  Did