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ahead of everyone keeping an eye out for anything. He prided himself on being a bit older, as well as a bit wise as the rest of the group.
     
    “These kids need me”, he thought, as he went on several feet ahead of them.
     
    “Dad, slow down!”, Tommy spoke loudly. It wasn’t quite a well, but it was higher than his normal voice.
     
    Mr. Fontaine heard him but kept going. The group was fine so far. Kara jumped at corpse inside of a car banging on the window.
     
    Margie noticed the creature and quickly thought to herself, “How long would that person be in the car for?”
     
    It was a teenage girl, just like her, but faced with unfortunate circumstances. Margie didn’t know whether to pity or envy her at that moment. She was safe where she was, and she was also put out of her misery. She would not have to deal with this new world anymore. She got out early.
     
    The banging of the teenage ghoul became more and more distant.
     
    The cars began to rock around and the windows were now being slammed with the undead fists of their recently deceased hosts. Mr. Fontaine was barely in sight of the group. He was on the lookout for the exit to safety as well as other walking corpses that would threaten the safety of his pack.
     
    He clutched his lead pipe hard. It took some of the edge off.
     
    Margie held her gun tight, safety off, finger off the trigger, and pointing to the ground. She figured that with the speed of their enemies, she wouldn’t have any need to draw it out quickly.
     
    “FUCK! FUCK! HELP ME!”, Mr. Fontaine screamed. Everyone looked around for him. He was so far ahead that Kara looked one way when he yelled and Paulie looked another.
     
    “DAD!”, Tommy yelled, “Where are you?!”
     
    A corpse was twitching on the floor with a crack in its’ face lay at Mr. Fontaine’s feet. However, he was being grabbed and pulled against a car as another ghoul pushed him and began to bite at him, desperately trying to get a snack.
     
    Mr. Fontaine tried to wrestle himself from the corpse’s grip, but it’s freshness made sure that most of it’s muscles were intact and they were more than enough to pin an old man down.
     
    It was a young man in a dress shirt and tie. He was trying to evacuate straight from his job, however, he was unlucky and became the enemy.
     
    “For fuck’s sake! Help me! Tommy!”, Mr. Fontaine saw the group running towards him.
     
    Margie saw something in the corner of her eye.
     
    “Shit”, she said to herself. “All of his yelling is attracting a bunch of them.”
     
    “Dad! Hang on!”, Tommy was getting close to him, jumping over corpses and weaving through cars, with tears in his eyes he ran to his father.
     
    “Tommy! Get this guy off of me!”, Mr. Fontaine yelled desperately for his son, but the distraction was a foolish mistake.
     
    “Tommy! Aaah! No..”, Mr. Fontaine had taken a bite to the throat. Tommy watched as the hungry ghoul tore off a piece of his father’s throat. He and his mortally wounded father both watched the creature greedily chew and swallow a vein that kept blood pumping to his head.
     
    “Dad. DAD!”, Tommy whined, kicking the ghoul over and letting his father fall to the ground. Tommy stomped the creature with angry tears in his eyes. Mr. Fontaine tried to get himself up, but was grabbed by a crawling ghoul. The creature grabbed his forearm, making his efforts to get up futile and proceeded to take a bite out of the weakened man.
     
    Tommy was too busy kicking the young businessman to notice his father gasping for attention. One of Mr. Fontaine’s arms was at his throat, desperately trying to keep the blood in his body. The other was being torn apart by the hungry beast.
     
    Another crawling ghoul, smelling the blood, slowly made his way to the dying Mr. Fontaine and began to chew on his leg. Mr. Fontaine just watched the abomination chew off pieces of his leg through his trousers. He laid his head back and let himself die. It