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sprinkler system went off and water fell from the
ceiling through out The Road Kill Café, and in the walk-in
freezer too.
    “Why did you do that Ray?” Carmela said, “We are
going to get eaten by flies, zombies, and now drown too?”
“It’s a simulated rain,” I explained, “The flies wont
come in if there is water falling. I didn’t realize that a
sprinkler would be in here too”
“I almost forgot,” Carmela said, “You’re the bug
guy. What’s the plan now?”
“Good question, Carmela,” I said, “I’m open to
suggestions. Right now I’m in freaked out survival mode.”
“Me too,” Carmela said, “We have to think of
something. My clothes are soaked and they are getting icy.”
    With the walk-in freezer door closed, we were blind
and deaf to what was happening outside. Not my best
move, but I had to do something. Unfortunately, I reacted
instead of getting a good plan and taking action. Our
clothes were drenched and beginning to freeze. I have to
admit seeing Carmela with her wet dress clinging to her is
really distracting me from rational thought. Under different
circumstances I would be focused on how to get her out of
that dress. Damn it Ray! Think! If we stay in here we’ll get
hypothermia. If we go out there we’ll get bitten by deadly
flies, that’ll zombify us, and chew off our heads.
    I decided to peek out the freezer door. I couldn’t use
the candle, because of all the water falling. I used the
flashlight on my iPhone. The light shown out the crack of
the door like car headlights shining on thick fog. I couldn’t
see shit! It was all smoke and darkness. I heard the
Kilgorian Zombies banging on the kitchen door. The
freezer chest in front of it was not holding its ground well
at all. I should’ve jammed the wheels under it. I did not
hear any flies buzzing around, but I knew that wouldn’t last
long.
    I looked at Carmela. Her lower lip was trembling,
and turning blue from the cold. She looked terrified. If I
look as cold as she does, we won’t last much longer. We
are going to have to make a break for it. Run out to my car
and get as far from Kilgore as possible.
    “Ray,” Carmela said with chattering teeth, “What
are we going to do?”
“We are going to run out to my car,” I said, taking
her hand and leading her towards the door, “You hold the
flashlight, I’ll spray the fire extinguisher to chase away the
flies. Are you ready Carmela?”
“Dios Mio,” Carmela whispered.
“Go Now. Head towards the back door,” I said.
I pushed open the walk-in freezer door. Carmela
hesitated when the Zombies banging on the kitchen door
got more aggressive. I pushed her to move forward. We
fumbled our way through the smoky darkness. Eventually
we made it to the back door of The Road Kill Café . I slowly
cracked open the back door and peered out to see what was
going on outside. The water from the café sprinkler system
stopped falling. A loud metallic clang came from behind
us, and a crescendoing hum of buzzing flies came with it.
    I shot a blast of the fire extinguisher behind us.
Then I flung open the back door and shot a blast in front of
us. I grabbed Carmela’s right hand and practically dragged
her out of the café and down the steps. We dashed around
the corner to the parking lot. I kept blasting out quick shots
from the fire extinguisher at the flies. We got to my El
Camino and I chased away the flies with the fire
extinguisher. I opened the passenger door for Carmela. She
jumped in. I slammed the door shut. I slid across the hood
of the car like Bo Duke, from the Dukes of Hazard, and
quickly got into my car.
“Are you ok?”
“Yes,” Carmela said, “I think so. Just get us
out of here.”
    I turned the key to start the car. The cars starter
cranked, but nothing happened. I tried again. I turned the
key, the engine revved, and the stereo came on. The
staccato rhythm of The Doors song 5 to 1 played, and the
bands