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stepped out of the darkness. She raised the bat and started walking towards them.
    “Wait Paige,” I said, a shiver running down my spine. The zombies were advancing towards us slowly, but not because they were having difficulties. They seemed to be studying us, almost like they were preparing an attack.
    “A little help here would be nice!” growled Bryce. The zombies he was fighting off appeared to be super-fast, it was all he could do to keep them at bay and he was a third degree black belt. The only way to kill them was to destroy their brains and karate chops only slowed them down. “Shoot them in the head someone… today would be nice!”
    “For the love of God,” gasped Kristie who’d just caught up with us, her hands on her knees. “I’m getting too old for this hero shit.”
    “It’s the cigarettes mom,” muttered Paige. “What did you expect?”
    Kristie looked at the zombies staring us down. “Well, I could really use one right now,” she said, trying to catch her breath. She turned to Paige and scowled. “It’s funny how my smokes seemed to have disappeared overnight.”
    Paige didn’t say anything, she just turned away.
    Bryce began hollering at us again as the zombies he knocked down kept getting back up.
    “Just give me your gun,” I said to Kristie. “I’ll take care of this.”
    “Oh, sorry,” she said straightening up. She handed it over and I rushed to the zombies circling Bryce. One of them, a severely rotted male stinking of something far worse than anything rolled up in a diaper, opened its twisted mouth and began shrieking. The other seemed to understand what I was about to do and lumbered towards me with an oddly determined look for a dead man.
    I raised the gun and shot them both in the face.
    “Thanks,” said Bryce as he staggered towards me and grabbed the gun out of my hands. He took a moment to catch his breath then walked over to the other zombies who were still studying us and raised the gun. In a sudden blur all three zombies came to life and rushed him at once. They were so quick that by the time Bryce fired his rounds, he’d only shot one in the head. The other two ended up knocking him to the ground with his gun now out of reach.
    “Bryce!” I screamed, running towards them just as one of the zombies opened its mouth to attack. Fortunately, Bryce kicked the zombie in the skull several times before he had a chance to do much. We watched as zombie blood sprayed everywhere from the impact of his steel-toed work boots.
    “Don’t let him bite you!” I shouted as he tried to keep the other one away from his face, which was scrunched up in a look of disgust.
    He laughed without mirth. “Trying really hard not to Wild! Damn it, these things just reek of shit!”
    I tried to get closer but they kept rolling around in the sand. Finally, when I had a good angle, I raised the war hammer and slammed it into the zombie’s head.
    Bryce, who now lay totally exhausted on the ground closed his eyes and said, “Wild, next time can you bash the zombie’s skull a little more quickly?”
    As I dislodged my weapon, I looked at Bryce, who was covered in bloody visceral and bone. “What is it with you not ever saying “you’re welcome”? It’s a very simple phrase.”
    He groaned then jumped to his feet. “Tell you what, I’ll give you something better,” he answered getting ready to kiss me.
    I glanced at the carnage left on his shirt and the smell emulating from him. Pointing to his clothing I said, “No offense Bryce, but I’ll settle for a “hive-five” this time.”
    He snorted. “That was far too close. These things are getting much harder to beat. Thank goodness Bobby and Brooke were well hidden in the jungle gym.”
    A piercing scream cut through the darkness and we all jumped.
    “Help!” shouted Bobby from the other side of the playground. It was dark, but I could make out two small figures on top of a large jungle gym, one being Bobby and the other I