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was pounding as she stood and looked around. She did a quick scan of the others and everyone seemed accounted for.
    She sighed and reached over her shoulder. She pulled her bat from where it was stuck down her coat. The nails snagged in the cloth but she wrenched it free.
    "Fuck me," said Dunwoody. He laughed. "I'd almost say that was fun."
    Maylee chuckled. "Almost."
    The snow shifted around them. Maylee and the others looked around in confusion as the shifting resolved into human-like shapes. Moaning came from all sides. Corpses dug themselves out of the snow and groaned at them.
    "Shit!" said Maylee. "The wind carried them with us!"
    A corpse drew near to Maylee as the guards started firing. It was a short man with both ears torn off. Frozen black blood coated his cheeks. He hissed and reached for her. Maylee slammed her bat into his temple. One of the longer nails thudded through his skull and protruded from his eye socket. Maylee grunted and wrenched the bat toward her, ripping a chunk out of his skull and face. He groaned, gurgling in the half-frozen black gunk Maylee had revealed. He reached for her again. Maylee kicked him in the knee as hard as she could. She heard the knee crack and the corpse slumped to the ground.
    She brought the bat over her head and slammed down. The corpse's head collapsed inward, squelching under the weight of Maylee's blow. She panted, staring down at the still corpse. She slammed down again for good measure, hitting more ground than corpse. She heard a cracking noise as she hit. It didn't sound like bone or branches under the snow.
    Maylee dropped to her knees. The guards kept firing around her. She used her gloved hands to dig through the snow and dark glop that had spilled from the corpse.
    Her chest grew tight when she scraped away the last layer of snow and found a sheet of ice. She could see water beyond it. It went deep. And she could see the crack she had made in the ice with her bat.
    "We're on the lake!" she yelled, standing. She remembered the lake near the town. It had served as a backup water supply before the snow came. They had to boil the water before they could even wash in it, but it was something.
    Now it was frozen and under their feet. And Maylee remembered it being wide.
    "What?" said Elton, firing at a nearby woman with large gouges in her face. She jerked as her head exploded backwards.
    "We're on the lake!" Maylee repeated, louder to be heard over the gunfire. "Everyone needs to get the fuck off the—"
    There was a loud crack and the ice shifted under their feet. Everyone stopped firing.
    "Off the lake," said Maylee, her voice quiet as the corpses groaned around them. Another loud crack came from underneath.
    "Now!" she yelled. "Run!"
    Maylee ran past the guards, bullets whipping past her, heading toward two corpses who bit and hissed. One corpse, a man with cheeks covered in frozen black sores, jerked backward as a bullet ripped through his skull. He slumped to his knees and fell backward into the snow.
    The second corpse, an old woman missing an arm, reached for Maylee. A bullet whizzed past Maylee and tore off the old woman's left ear. Maylee brought her bat around and slammed it into the woman's head. The woman's neck snapped to one side, spewing black liquid as her frozen skin split open. The woman fell into the snow, groaning and hissing. Maylee stopped long enough to slam down a second time. The woman jerked and slumped. The ice below Maylee shifted. The corpses to the left, right and behind the guards groaned. Another crack rang out from below.
    "Go go go!" yelled Maylee, running through the opening she and the others had made. She heard the others follow behind.
    She raced across the ice as quickly as she dared. Every few steps, she felt her feet land deep enough in the snow to find ice. She felt herself losing traction, hoping forward momentum would carry her through.
    A corpse reached at her from the left. She was so focused on getting off the lake she