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it clear what was coming towards them, “This way,” Elle sounded out as she led them towards a small dark passage, leading away from the dead and disappearing into the darkness.
     
    Frank looked in shock as a female voice shouted through the light, “TIME TO DIE!” followed by mass laughter.
    Frank and Jack glanced at each other, “Great, the crazy bitch is still alive,” Jack, muttered.
    Jack put on the backpack containing the supplies, “The others are out now we need to move,” he suggested to Frank.
    “Let’s go,” he simply replied.
    They both kept low when moving towards the living room door, Jack peeped round to the front door, to making sure, no one was coming and continued to move. They headed for the back door, but were met by a swarm of walking dead entering the house, they both backed up.
    “We’re trapped,” Frank observed.
    Jack looked to the front door, and then to the back door, “Choose, Zombies or a Crazy Bitch?” he asked.
    Frank could not help but give out a laugh, he looked back and forth, “The Dead,” he replied firmly.
    Jack swung his rifle round and handed it to Frank, he pulled his machete clear from his belt, “Let’s do it!” He shouted. Frank stood with the rifle and wasted no time in following Jack into the small army of the dead.
    Blood sprayed across the air, the dead marched against them as Jack pushed back against them, his machete dripped with blood. Frank had placed the strap of the rifle over his shoulder and decided to use his sidearm in the fight instead, as his shot echoed out; Jack showed no fear by pushing the dead further back.  The decaying head split open like a melon, Jack pulled his blade back and kicked at the body, sending it flying back through the back door clearing the way for them.
    Jack and Frank both emerged from the house, the dead fell to the ground as Jack and Frank pushed them back; this was about escape and not killing the dead so they were happy just to just creep passed the zombies. They found themselves clear of the zombies who continued to follow them; they both began to run at a pace, “Have you been bitten!” Jack shouted back to Frank.
    “All good,” Frank simply replied, “You?” he asked.
    Before Frank heard Jacks, reply a car appeared from nowhere, hitting Jack and sending him flying across the street they were running across.
    “JACK,” a concerned Frank screamed out.
    The black car braked hard, with no doors and a smashed windscreen, two large men exited the vehicle and ran towards Frank. He raised his gun, but before he could take a shot, he was hit across the face.
    Frank hit the ground hard, his nose broken and pouring with blood, the two men stood over him before kicking him, kicking him in the ribs and then one kick across the head rendering him unconscious.
    “STOP,” a female voice screamed out.
    From the back of the car a woman appeared, she slowly walked towards them, she looked at the body on the ground, “Put him in the car and get the other one,” she told them.
    “Yes, Boss,” one of the men, replied, before lifting Frank’s body and taking him to the car.
    The second man walked across the street looking for Jack, he approached a still body lying in the street. He knelt down to grab the body, as he pulled at the body up, he felt a prick under his chin, before he could react a blade pierced through his lower jaw and was pushed up through his head and into his skull. The man fell to the ground, Jack also dropped to the ground, his face covered in blood, due to a gash across the top of his head. Jack pulled a small knife from the dead man’s head, he looked up to see Frank being placed into the car, in pain and barely able to stand he noticed the woman standing there.
    “Alina,” he whispered under his breath.
    Alina shouted out, “Hurry up!” As she looked across the street, she stared into the darkness to see a silhouette of someone standing there.               She approached slowly, the