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fire truck was now only 50 yards away and it had changed
course heading straight for the truck I was standing on. With all of the
strength I had, I jumped to the sidewalk, over a couple of infected, just
barely missing them.
    My feet were moving before they hit the sidewalk and I was
able to just get past two cars when the fire truck rammed into the front of the
truck I had just jumped off of. The force of the crash pushed the truck and
every one of the infected into the penny saver shops front window. Another
second and I would have been surfing that truck through the window and to my
death.
    I didn’t stop, I just kept running and out of nowhere a body just
barely missed me as it flew by me. The infected woman, I assume from the crash,
passed me like she was superwoman flying tot eh rescue, only this one ended up wrapped
around a light pole in front of me. The woman slid down the pole trying to grab
me as I ran past her. Even after a trauma such as that, she was still trying to
get to me.
    What kind of disease could drive someone to ignore that level
of pain and only focus on getting to its next meal?
    The impact had so much force, that her blood and guts
splattered all over the sidewalk. The site was something my stomach couldn’t handle
and I began to throw up. It took everything I had to suppress the urge as I
didn’t have time to stop. I had to get away before any of the infected saw me.
    I did have to slow down a bit to control the urge, but I was
able to keep up a good pace since I didn’t have to stop to puke my guts up. I
took the next alley which thankfully would lead me to Amy’s apartment building.
    Going through the alley would bring me to the parking garage
for her building and I knew the passcode to get in, so that’s where I was
heading. Once in, I could use the same passcode to get into the elevator or the
stairwell and then make my way up to her apartment. Safe and sound, that was
the plan.
    I figured that the back way would be less of a problem, fewer
chances of any infected hanging around and I could easily make my way to her apartment
on the second floor without having to deal with any of them.
    I passed the first two buildings in the alley on my way to
Amy’s garage, running at half speed and slid to
a stop in front of the garage gate entrance. I punched in the code, hearing the
beep as I punched in each number and waited for the garage door start to open.
    As I was standing there waiting for the door
to open enough for me to slide into the garage, I saw a pair of legs on the
other side of the garage door.
    The fact that the person wasn’t moving, just waiting at the
door told me I had a problem. What kind of person would just stand there and
not say anything or move when the door started to open. It had to be an
infected person. I was sure anyone else would have said something.
    I moved away from the garage door and found a dumpster close
by, sliding down behind the dumpster as the door finally made it past the head
of the infected. The guy moved out of the garage once the door was fully open
and looked around the alley. I’m sure he had sensed me at some point, but he
couldn’t place me.
    I looked around me; trying to find something I could use as a
distraction and found an empty beer bottle. I picked it up and throw it down
the opposite end of the alley towards the main street. Once the bottle crashed
to the ground, causing a loud noise down the alley, the infected turned and
headed in the direction of the noise. The sound was louder than I expected and I
knew that it would attract other infected, so I had to make my move now and get
into the garage with the door closed very quickly.
    The infected man turned and headed towards
the sound of the broken bottle. I moved swiftly into the underground garage and
prayed to God that there weren’t others waiting inside for me. I assume there
weren’t sine they had not reacted to the bottle breaking.
    As I passed through the door, I hit the close