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and I can hear the occasional moaning followed by the same wet sound I heard coming from the bathroom earlier when Dee was inside. When we reach the door Jordan turns to me and makes the two fingers at his eyes gesture that universally means watch or look, then he taps his back and points at me. I need to watch his back, got it. I don’t imagine those shambling groaners could break down the thick apartment door, but I stand at the ready nonetheless.
    Jordan leans over Dee and presses his eye to the hole, then stretches to stand up taller and look down, toward the hallway floor. When he pulls back, his face is grim and he gives me the ok sign. We head back to the bedroom as silently as we came, close the door and both release a gust of breath we had been holding tight.
    “How many were there?” I ask breathlessly.
    I need to stop holding it and remember to breathe slow and even. If I’d been holding my breath tensely like that and needed to shoot, my arrow would have flown wild. I have to be calm and steady.
    “Just the one. I was worried the body would bring more.”
    “Sara.”
    His brow creases in confusion. “What?”
    “Her name.” I say softly. “It was Sara.”
    He nods. “Sara. I was worried Sara would attract more than one.”
    “Then why’d we put her out there in the first place?”
    “I didn’t want her in here because if they smelled her they’d definitely start piling up to try to get in to get to her. By putting her outside I’m hoping we take away any interest they might have in coming in. Especially with the other girl…”
    “Dee.”
    He nods again. “Especially with Dee at the door. I think Dee is covering any scent we might be putting off, but Sara, she was a lot of blood, a lot to smell. I don’t think Dee could have covered that.”
    “Wow.” I say emphatically, marveling at how thought out this all was.
    He grins and shakes his head. “Are you still ragging on me about this? I’m saving your life, smart ass.”
    “I know and I’m grateful.” I tell him, my voice earnest. I would be dead if he hadn’t burst in and bashed my friend’s head in, and for that I am eternally grateful. “You’re my hero.”
    His smile disappears and he looks around the room, refusing to meet my eyes.
    “Yeah.” he mumbles. “Look, we should get some sleep. I want to get moving at first light and get out of here. I’ll sleep in the next room. Keep your door closed, barricade it if you can.”
    “Wait. Shouldn’t we stick together? First rule of horror movies is you don’t split up. Even I know that.”
    He’s still not looking at me but he nods. “Right. Yeah.”
    I frown. “What’s wrong with you?”
    “Nothing. You’re right, we should stick together.”
    “Jordan?”
    His eyes flicker to mine for the briefest of seconds then he’s gone out the door. I hear movement in the other room, and he appears again in the hallway dragging a mattress.
    “I’ll sleep on the floor on this. Is your bag all packed?” he asks as he flips the light off.
    It is and parked by the door. When we did our scavenging, we ended up with a lot of protein bars, single serve chip bags and sports drinks. Sara was a candy freak and I found her stash in her room. Tons of M&M bags, Snickers bars and assorted other chocolate coated goodness. I thought they were a waste of space in our bags being pure junk food, but Jordan insisted the calorie content and energy boost we could get from the sugar made them worth it. Apparently running for your life from the undead is a big fat burner. Better than Spinning.
    “Yeah.” I say as I climb onto my bed and pull the comforter around me. I’m still fully dressed and wearing running shoes, something Jordan warned me to do. Always be ready to run.
    “Good.” he grunts, and lowers himself onto the mattress.
    We fall silent and I immediately start to think about my meds. I don’t have enough to last me very long. That’s a big problem. I’m fine for now, but what