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do.
     
                “
– surrounded us from all sides! There’s no way we can leave without them
picking us off!” one of them said gruffly, and I winced. Those things could
hear him. They could get him. Them . I didn’t want to move, now, I didn’t
want those things to get to me, too. “We have all we need in here. To survive.
Until something else happens.”
     
    “You’re
crazy, we have to leave!”
     
    “They’re
out there, too!” the first one shouted, and I cringed. I waited to hear those
things shriek of discovery, like on the game. But nothing. Just them and some
whimpering, female protests.
     
    “What
are we going to do? Just sit here, then? I’ve got my family to get to!” one of
them cried out. She sounded hysterical. Just like how I felt.
     
    “We
aren’t leaving,” the first insisted, and his voice took on this threatening
quality. I scrunched my face, trying to picture the man this voice belonged to.
“We aren’t leaving! We’ll shack up here. We have a better chance at survival in
here than we do out there!”
     
    “It’s
a better option than going out there,” another man said, almost too low for me
to hear. I imagined him assuring the lady that had just spoken. “We’ll turn off
most of the lights. Live quietly for awhile. Until those things outside go
away.”
     
    “They
can still get in if they want. Have you seen them?” another guy exclaimed. He
sounded young. “Those things from the sky? They’re not like the ones on the
ground.”
     
    “What’s
out there?” another woman cried. “ What’s out there ?”
     
    “Whatever
they are, they aren’t friendly. Radio, cell service is down. They came in
fast.”
     
    “ Who did? Korea?”
     
    “Idiot!”
the first one exclaimed, and I heard the women exclaim something, the men
muttering. Jesus, who was this guy? “They came from the sky! Aliens, or
something!”
     
    ‘Aliens’? Aliens ? Aliens and…zombies? God, it sounded like overkill. My face
scrunched, trying to picture the big-headed things with big eyes. Or Ripley’s
pets.
     
    “They
came, and then those things – they happened,” he continued. They were
moving briskly. On the ground floor, they passed the row I happened to be
hiding on. Something was happening, something was alerting me to trouble
– in the same way I was alerted to trouble during a new video game, when
a Boss was waiting for me around some dark corner. I happened to like that
instinct, so I listened to it now. Staying crouched, my fingers absently
appreciating the knife I’d found. “That’s why we locked the place down. To keep
them out. But those things – “
     
    “They’re
zombies,” another guy said helpfully.
     
    “Right.
They…somehow… happened right in here.”
     
    “The
sick people,” the young guy said. “I remember it, because this guy started
coughing like crazy when we were waiting to go outside. Remember, Bill? Then he
started tearing into this lady like she was…meat, or something. That’s when it
happened.”
     
    “They
did,” another guy, I presume to be Bill, answered solemnly. They were getting
further away. I remembered a set of offices on Red’s other side, alongside the
furthest wall, by the restrooms. I couldn’t imagine why they were headed there.
I suddenly looked around myself. While not wanting to be grouped with them, I
remembered that this place was loaded with cameras. I saw a couple overhead
– I remembered the security offices located on the other side of the
warehouse. What if they already had people there? Monitoring me?
     
                Massive
amounts of doubt and consideration hit me then. If there were people in the
security office monitoring me, I might as well as show myself. But the thing
was… I didn’t want to. Something was telling me something wasn’t right. I
swallowed tightly, and couldn’t hear the rest of what they were saying as a
door was opened. It was a tight squeal of sound,