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but he didn’t notice. His eyes were firmly fixed on Jim. His fur was now matted with blood and glass as it ran freely from cuts all over his back. He jumped again. This time a lot lower as he couldn’t find the power with his broken leg and Jim managed to land the tyre iron into the side of his temple. Rube landed and lay still. No movement, no breathing, nothing. Jim reluctantly landed another blow into his head just to make sure.
    Jim dropped to his knees in front of the body that used to be his best friend. He was laid on his side. Half his head was missing, his back was covered in blood and cuts and his back leg was mangled. Jim just sat there, sobbing as he stroked Rubes good ear. “Why little man, why did they have to take you? What did you ever do wrong?” He nuzzled his head into Rubes ear and sobbed loudly.
    He must have sat there for 10 minutes coming to terms with what had just happened and pulling himself together before he stood up and picked up his weapon once more. He had realised in this time what had happened. The guy in the doorway with his neck missing had obviously wandered into the garden doing the aimless zombie act. And Rube had seen him and started barking. Neckless had heard it and gone mental on the door to get in and get at Rube and as he had Rube had attacked him. Neckless got a lucky bite on Rubes ear as Rube was ripping his throat out which had turned him and Rube had wandered upstairs in search of food. He leaned down and planted one last kiss on Rube’s nose before raising his weapon and systematically checking the house. He was on the basement level which had 3 exits. The toilet, the utility room and the stairs to the living room. As he was next to the toilet he opened it but it was empty. Same for the utility room. He edged up the stairs slowly. He only needed to get to the top of the stairs and he would be able to grab his rifle. He reached the top and peeked round. Clear. He tucked the tyre iron into his belt and shouldered the weapon that was tucked next to the large bookcase he had that was full of well-thumbed books and games for any console imaginable. He was now using his FIBUA (Fighting In a Built Up Area) training to clear the rest of the house. It was clear. He had to work quickly he moved downstairs and set the door back in its frame. He dragged the body inside and tucked it into the toilet before carefully moving Rubes body out of the way. He dragged the washing machine over the door to hold it in place. He wouldn’t be here for long. At that moment there was a knock at the door.
    “What the fuck?” Thought Jim as he checked out the kitchen windows up to the front door. It was Dan, he checked Casio, right on time. He took the stairs 2 at a time and grabbed the key from above the door frame and unlocked the door. Dan looked stunned.
    “Jim, what the fuck?” He was looking Jim up and down as his mouth dropped open.
    “Look mate I know I don’t look like the type of guy to trust right now but you need to come in, now.”
    “What’s going on mate?” He asked eyeing my weapon suspiciously. “I went to PC world and it wasn’t open but there was some guy there with his pants down and half his head caved in.”
    “I know mate that was my handiwork.” Admitted Jim as he perched on the side of a couch. “There are 2 more downstairs.”
    “You’re shitting me? But you have that?” He pointed to the gun in my hands “he looked to have been beaten to death.”
    “Yeah I’ve only just got this back, only realised what was happening once I’d set off to meet you at PC world.” He motioned at the tyre iron in his belt.
    “Mind filling me in a bit?” Jim realised Dan probably didn’t have a clue what was going on.
    “Sorry mate, it’s started I think!” explained Jim. “The apocalypse.”
    “What?”
    “Zombies, they’re here. The guy at PC world attacked me, I picked up a tyre iron out of the car that was there when I realised something wasn’t right and