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and I fished out a breakfast bar for me and a MRE for Spirit. With my eyes hooded, I watched all the buildings and rooftops in front of me. The itch that had been between my shoulder blades earlier on was now camped out on my chest. Nothing seemed out of place. Well, nothing in a Zombie Apocalypse, anyway.
    Spirit lay down on the step next to me with her head on her paws and her eyes closed. Small flitter of movement on the top of a small dry cleaners gave whoever it was away.
    Standing, I cleared my lungs and shouted “Look, either come out and talk or Fuck Off!”
    I looked around and waited for a few seconds. No one came out to talk so I struggled into the rucksack and started heading back toward the city. My plan to skirt the city had gone out the window when my truck got stolen, so I was just winging it now. I had walked about another five hundred meters when I heard what sounded like two motorbike engines start up. ‘Here we go!’ I thought, and ran for the shelter of a used car showroom.
    Dodging between the cars I slid behind a van and started trying to pull the rifle out of the straps. I heard the engines getting closer and risked a quick glance around the side of the van.
    It was two of those four wheeled ATV’s. The one at the front had a slim figure in black leathers wearing a motorbike helmet. I couldn’t tell if the figure was a man or a boy. The figure on the second ATV was defiantly a man. He was dressed similar to the other rider but was huge. The ATV looked tiny underneath him.
    I ducked back out of sight and readied the rifle. Spirit just sat there looking at me as though I was off my rocker. The engine noise lessened as the ATV’s came to a stop beside the used car showroom.
    “He’s got to be round here somewhere.” Came a muffled shout over the ATV’s rumbling engines.
    They were looking for me, and for some reason I felt very frightened all of a sudden. I really did feel like I didn’t want them to find me.
    “I’ll head around the back and have a look. You try and see if he has gone inside.” The voice said just before the engine revved and I heard the ATV pull away.
    Risking another glance round the side of the van I hoped that it wasn’t the huge man that had stayed behind. But it looked like my luck for today was going to be bad. Because as I watched, the huge man turned off the ATV and swung his leg over and stood up. Reaching down, he lifted a MP5 from the straps on the back of the ATV and he pulled back the charger and started walking for the door. 
    I hid again and was trying to think of a way out of this, but nothing would come. Yeah, I could probably shoot him and make a run for it, but that would also let all the infected in the area know I was here.
    Spirit looked up at me and then wagging her tail, trotted out from behind the van and toward the man.
    “Spirit!” I hissed quietly.
    She either didn’t hear me or couldn’t have given a shit because she just wandered up to the man and sat down in front of him wagging her tail like he was her long lost love. The man stopped and looked down at her and then crouched down and stroked her head and her tail, nearly had her lifting off it was wagging so much. I needed to get away but there was no way that I was leaving my dog behind.
    I lifted the rifle and started to line up my shot at the man’s head when a female voice said from behind me “You know, Marc, if you shot Chris, he will kick your skinny arse for you?”
    I spun around and there leaning against the van was Amy in black leathers holding the motorcycle helmet by its strap. She had been the other rider.
    “Oi! Chris, I found him! He was about to shoot you in the back.” She said, grinning.
    I peered round the van and I saw Chris pull the helmet from his head and then he stood up and looked around.
    “What?” He called out.
    “I said I’ve found him. He’s over here next to the van.” She answered.
    I was really in deep shit now and the funny thing was, I was