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place we could call home temporarily.  The zombie threat would always be there.  We hoped that after winter, there wouldn't be so many of them.  Al wanted to trap one off the lot and throw it in one of the freezers to see if that would kill it.  I wasn't as optimistic and didn't think the risk would be worth the reward.  Besides, I didn't want to spend any more time in the city than necessary.
                  It was about that time we heard the commotion out in the street.  There was a group of people running down the middle of the road.  It looked like there were five of them.  They were being followed by hundreds of zombies.  The ones on the parking lot heard the noise and headed out to meet them.  The runners were going to be caught between the two groups. 
                  “Steve, we have to get down there and help them.  Girls stay up here, shoot as many of those bastards as you can.  You each have two magazines.  That's one hundred and twenty shots.  Space your shots and don't shoot us.  We're going out there.  Grab a spare mag and a rifle.  Steve, we've got to hurry.”
                  Before we were down the ladder, the girls started shooting.  Al and I ran to the front of the store and out the door.  “I'm leaving the outer door unlocked with the key in it.  We'll need to get back in fast.”
                  “Sounds like a plan.  I'm going to try to keep the zombies off those people.  I want you to help but watch our back.  There may be more coming up behind us.”  Al said.
                  With that, we started out onto the lot.  I followed to the side and slightly behind Al, covering our back and both sides as we walked.  Al was walking at a fast clip and shooting the entire time.  It was amazing.  I don't think he missed once.  By the time we reached the middle of the lot, he had gone through his first magazine.  I'd only shot five times and had stopped three zombies from reaching us.  Al slapped in a new magazine and hollered “Run to me!”  The five of them were almost to the parking lot by then and Al's loud drill sergeant voice got them running our way.
                  The girls were doing a good job of thinning out the zombies from the parking lot and had started shooting at the horde following the five survivors.  Up the street from the other direction, came another mass of zombies.  They were behind someone else that was running our way.  He was moving fairly quick and it looked like he was going to make it too.  He ran up to the group of five heading our way and tackled one of the women.  They went down hard and started rolling.  He came out on top of her, bent down, and bit her in the face.  Someone else from the group stopped and ran back.  He kicked the attacker in the face and knocked him off.  I heard him yell.  “Sheila, get up!”  He reached down to help her up. That was when the horde swarmed over them.
                  Al started to run that way.  Cindy was screaming at the top of her lungs for him to stop. 
                  “We've got to get back inside, Al.  There's nothing we can do for them.”  I yelled.
                  The other three had reached us by then.  There were two men and a woman.  Al told them to follow us and we ran back to the store.  By the time we got inside the doors, the horde had reached us.  It took all of us pushing on the door to get it locked.  The undead were smashed against the other side trying to get in.  Once we were inside the inner set of doors, the three we had just rescued fell to the floor.  They were exhausted.
                  “You guys have got to get up.  We can't stay up here by the windows.  Those things will not quit trying to get in as long as they can see us.”  I said.
                  Al and I helped them to their feet and we headed back into the