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smile, Andrea threw her arms around
Richard and hugged him with all she had.
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    “Okay,” Richard said quietly, his hands squeezing
Andrea’s reassuringly.  “There are only a few of them out there, and they’re
far enough away that I think we can pull this off without them even noticing
us.”
    Andrea shook her head, and then reached down for the
box of canned food.  They’d made their plans the night before.  Each morning,
they’d slip out with all the supplies they could carry to the RV, deposit them,
and then retreat back to the house.  All the things they needed were compiled
into 6 loads.  If they only slipped out long enough to drop off one load each
per morning, they’d be much less likely to draw the attention of the infected
meandering down the street.  They’d be on the road in three days and on their
way to freedom.
    The first day’s drop went perfectly. 
    The second morning got a little hairy when one of
the infected noticed them and stumbled down the street towards their RV as they
loaded in the boxes. 
    When he saw the rotted corpse of a woman moving in
their direction, Richard sat his box down and reached for the claw hammer in
the back of his jeans.  The woman was missing most of the left side of her
face.  Her stomach had been torn open, and ropes of intestine were dragging on
the pavement behind her.
    Richard moved quickly towards the shambling monster,
brought the hammer high above his head, and brought the claw end down swiftly. 
The skull gave way with a sickening crack, and the woman collapsed to the
street below.
    Andrea, having loaded the boxes, closed the hatch,
and they both retreated back to the house.
    On the third day, Richard and Andrea loaded their
last two boxes of food into the RV, and as they closed the hatch on the back of
the vehicle, Andrea saw a mottled hand reaching for Richard’s shoulder from
behind him.
    “RICHARD, LOOK OUT!!!”
    Richard pivoted just in time to grab the ghoul by
its cold and damp wrist, and he flung it hard to the ground.  As Richard
reached behind him for his hammer, he heard a chorus of groans and snarls
coming from the others side of the RV.
    Richard quickly glanced around the driver’s side of
the RV and saw there were half a dozen or more of the mutilated freaks hobbling
quickly towards them. 
    “Hurry,” Andrea shouted, as she grabbed Richard by
the arm and quickly pulled him with her to the passenger side door.  She threw
open the door and Richard climbed inside and began to climb over to the
driver’s seat when he heard Andrea scream.
    He whipped his head around just in time to see a
young infected teenage boy sinking his teeth into his wife’s exposed arm. 
Richard leapt forward, grabbing the rotted teen by the throat, trying to pull
it off of his wife, but the monster snapped its head back, taking a piece of
flesh with it as it tumbled back onto the concrete.
    Richard threw his arms around his screaming wife and
scooped her up into the RV.   He slammed the door and peeled out of the
driveway, crushing a number of the shambling ghouls as the RV tore down the
road.
    “Richard,” Andrea gasped as she stared blankly at
the bleeding hole in her arm, “I don’t want to die.”
    “You won’t, baby.  It’s okay now.  We’re on the
road.  We’ll find the military.  They have the cure, right?  That’s what they
said.  They’re gonna make you better.  You’re going to be okay.  I promise,
Andrea.  I promise.”
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    Andrea seemed okay for the first half of the day,
but by the time the sun began to set, she began sweating and coughing
violently.  Richard laid her down on the mattress in the back, and continued to
drive onward to the coast, all the while, constantly cycling through every
station on the dial.
    By the next morning, Andrea had taken a turn for the
worse.  She now ran an intense fever, and she began coughing up blood.
    As Richard continued to pilot the RV down