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an even bigger horde of infected. We need to avoid that. At all costs."
    She nodded
her head and whispered something that I think was an agreement.
    "This could
work in our favor," I said. "Actually, I know it will. Those poor soldiers in
there…"
    I choked up
as I remembered the soldiers that were left behind in the temporary immigration
center. They were sacrificed and used as a distraction. "Those men," I
continued. "They’re keeping the infected occupied while the rest of the military
make their escape. While this is happening we need to make our escape as well.
Or at least find a suitable hiding spot. The only problem is if they decide to
send in another airstrike. If those jets come back. They could level this city.
And no matter where we hide we won’t survive."
    I thought hearing
this piece of news would upset her even further. But it didn’t. She actually
stopped crying.
    She lowered
her head. "You’re right. I’m sorry," she said, wiping the tears away from her
face. "We need to stick together. We can do this."
    I breathed a
sigh of relief.
    Outside more
explosions rocked the city. We could feel the force from the blast waves. More
smoke billowed up into the sky, high above the buildings.
    Maria looked
out the window. "Well not if they nuke the joint," she added. "But we can’t
control that. What we can control is finding a hiding spot. Getting to high
ground, fortifying our position."
    I was
speechless for a few seconds. "Wow. You sound like a real soldier, a master
strategist."
    "Hey, I’m a
fast learner."
    "I’m
impressed," I said, smiling. "And you’re absolutely right. But the timing is
crucial. We should wait it out. At least until the bombing dies down. At least
until those jets bug out. There’s no point in finding a good spot to hide if
all they’re going to do is blow it up."
    I just hope
they don’t destroy this city, I thought to myself. If that happened it was game
over for everyone.
    Timing is everything

    Two of the longest hours of my life passed.
    The gunfire
and the bombing had been steady during the whole time. And the worst part? We
were now seeing more and more infected on the other side of the harbor, back
towards the casino which was now leaning at even more of an angle.
    Our time was
up. We had to make a move.
    "Do you
think the military; those men in black will come back through here?" Maria
asked.
    "I’m not sure.
Not for a while at least. I mean, ideally it would be great if they could get
you out of here. But I don’t know."
    "I don’t
want to go with them," she said quietly. "I know I probably should. But I
don’t."
    "Maria.
You’re different. You’re special. You heard what Doctor West said. No one is
immune. Everyone dies. Everyone turns. You need to get out of here alive."
    "Yeah I
heard him. Doesn’t change the way I feel though."
    I eventually
convinced Maria that she needed to be rescued. And the only way that was going
to happen was if the military came back for her. Ideally it would be great if
we could contact the military and then dictate terms to them.
    Organize a
pick up point.
    Organize a
time.
    I figured
that would be the safer option. Beat the hell out of walking up to them blindly
on the streets. Who knows how they would react? They would probably enforce the
containment protocol. Shoot first, ask questions later. We could not take that
risk.
    "In the
meantime," I said. "We need to get off the streets. We need to get to a
building. Get to the high ground."
    "All right
then," Maria said. "Let’s go."
    We climbed
down the narrow stairwell of the harbor cruise boat and stepped out on to the
jetty. We were about to make our move when we heard something coming from the
other end of the marina.
    Running
footsteps.
    "Who is it?"
Maria whispered.
    I moved to
the edge of the boat and what I saw took my breath away. For a second I felt
disorientated and confused. Like, I was dreaming, like everything that had
happened that afternoon didn’t really happen at