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I’d just fart.”
    “Yeah, well I’d fart just to make you smell better.”
    “Shoot, I still smell better than you look. In fact, if I had a face like yours, I’d sue my parents.”
    Mace was about to stop them when he noticed the looks on their faces. They were impressing each other with the banter. It was foreplay.
    “Every girl has a right to be ugly, but you sure abused the privilege.”
    “Ha Ha. I’d like to see things from your point of view but I can’t seem to get my head that far up my ass.”
    “Okay, okay,” said Mace finally, raising his hands up to get their attention. “It’s time to let them out, Crockett.”
    “Thank God,” said Tom, from the back of the cell. “If I had to take any more of that I was going to shoot myself.”
    The other three men remained quiet, their attention focused on Mace.
    “Let them out?” questioned Crockett. “We’re just going to let them go?”
    “Not exactly,” Roger replied as he looked from Crockett to his companions. “They’ve asked us to stay.”
    “What?” Crockett couldn’t believe it. “You’ve got to be kidding. With us?” he asked, staring at Mace.
    “Stay here?” exclaimed Kelly loudly from the jail. “With these lunatics?”
    Unable to control himself, Mace actually smiled again. He hadn't smiled this much in years. “Might be good for everyone. At least for a little while.”
    “It will be nice to have a safe place to sleep for a change,” added Roger.
    The way that Kelly and Crockett looked at each other, it was obvious to Mace there was some type of connection. They were going to do everything they could to deny it, though.
    “These people are crazy. You know that, right?” Kelly said, pointing at Crockett. “If you’re close enough to this one, you can hear the ocean.”
    Rolling his eyes, Crockett responded gruffly with, “Jeez, who lit the fuse on your tampon?”
    “That’s enough!” said Mace, whose patience had run its course. Addressing the men in the cell, his expression was guarded. “I need to know if you’re staying. If not, we’ll give you an escort out.”
    Tom spoke up immediately. “I’m staying. I’ve had enough of the road for a while.”
    “And you?” Mace asked the others. They looked at each other and remained silent. When they didn’t respond right away, Mace added, “I’m only asking once.”
    “We’ll stay,” said one of the men as he pushed himself slowly off the ground. The other two stared blankly at Mace. Mace could feel the darkness grow. He didn’t like or trust them. 
     

CHAPTER FIVE
    The lone infected staggered slowly through the abandoned building, rabid and lost beyond reason. Long past mortal death, the zombie closed in on its final expiration. The toxin gradually lost its grip on the host, time being its greatest enemy. Decayed and decomposing, the zombie stumbled to its knees. Its eyes, already vacant, lost their bloody signature as dark fluid oozed down its cheeks.
    “It’s dying,” whispered Chelsea as she and Maya gawked from the doorway. Chelsea kept a hand on Buster to keep him from attacking. “I’ve never actually seen one do it,” Maya said, fascinated. She kept her eyes glued to the dying corpse.
    The zombie moved its head in their direction and froze. It made a slow chewing motion with its jaws.
    “Do you think it can still see us?” questioned Maya as goose pimples traveled up her arms.
    “I’m not sure.”
    As its jaw continued to move weakly, its body started wavering.
    “It’s going down,” Chelsea whispered, watching in amazement. A few seconds later the zombie tumbled over. Whatever fluids were left slowly oozed out its facial crevices.
    “That’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen,” stated Maya, her face pouting and sickly. “Let’s get out of here.”
    Sneaking out of the compound at first light, Chelsea and Maya now hurried back towards the camp. Becoming inseparable after Kansas, they shared many of the same haunted