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desperately to sleep. She pondered
the recent events as the warm water poured over her body and concluded that while
she initially found Alan to be a hindrance to her own plans, he had actually
been quite useful. She had to concede that Alan was not as bad as she
previously thought. She was even growing to enjoy his company.
    Kendra pulled herself back from her mental tangent
and finished her showed. She stepped out of the room, back in her clothes from
the day before. Alan was gathering his weapons. Without looking up, he began to
speak.
    “I found the laundry room of the hotel. If we find
some replacement clothes, we might be able to wash our existing ones.” He
explained his discovery.
    “I am not sure if we should stay here.” Kendra
interjected. “With the front door being non-existent, and the explosion you
created last night, I expect the threat of the Dead Ones will be too great. We
need somewhere else to go.”
    Alan nodded his head. “You bring up a valid point.
Any ideas on where to go or what to do?”
    “Well, the prospect of new clothes is a very nice
one. Let’s start there.” Kendra suggested. “Then, let’s find somewhere else to
stay. Preferably somewhere that you won’t blow up.”
    Alan shot her a look of disapproval. “Get your
things. Let’s go.”
    Kendra gathered her things, and followed Alan to the
door. As the door opened, they both noticed that something had gone very amiss.
Where the building was once silent, there was now an eerie and faint sound. It
sounded of death, and the shambling of killer corpses.
    “Alan…” Kendra stopped him in his tracks. “I hear
Dead Ones.”
    “Must’ve come in through the front door.” He thought
aloud.
    “The noise of the explosion, and the smoke from the
fire must have brought them here.” Kendra hypothesized. “They never found our
room, but the building is infested with them.”
    Alan reached into his pocket and retrieved the keys
he’d taken from the reception desk. “Take these, find the car they go to, and
get it ready.” He said, throwing the keys to Kendra. “Don’t stop for anything.
I’m right behind you.”
    Kendra caught the keys in her hand, and clutching
them tight, she took a deep breath and started a mad dash for the parking lot.
Alan ran behind her, making sure no Dead Ones ever reached her. As she ran,
Alan’s shotgun blasted out every minute or so, dropping every Dead One that got
even remotely close to Kendra. She flinched at every shotgun blast, wondering
when the gun would fail to sound. She kept running as fast as she could, hoping
she would reach the car.
    She ran through the hole where the front door once
existed, and looked frantically around the parking lot. Most cars in the lot
had been abandoned there when the attack happened. She wasn’t sure which car
the keys belonged to, so she ran from car to car, trying to unlock the door of
each vehicle. Alan soon followed out of the building, shooting down the Dead
Ones, holding them off until Kendra found the correct car.
    It felt like forever in her mind, as she sprinted
from car to car, each one of them, the wrong vehicle. Kendra felt as though she
would never find the car matching the keys. Her heart rate rose higher and
higher as the panic set in, and everything began to blur together. The only
constant, the thing keeping her tied to reality, was the continuous blast of
the shotgun as Alan worked his way towards becoming ankle-deep in the dead.
    Kendra’s struggles went on and on until she finally
got the key to turn in one of the cars, and its door opened as if granting
access to salvation itself. Kendra climbed into the car and pulled the door
shut with enough force to nearly make the damaged driver side mirror fall off.
Her first instinct was to blare the horn relentlessly. She knew it would get
Alan’s attention enough to alert him that she’d found the car. She knew it
might attract more Dead Ones, but right now, she didn’t care. She just wanted
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