Almost immediately the door stopped, and Gabriel nearly collapsed against it. His eyes wide with sudden terror, Gabriel pushed against the door again, and again it refused to yield. Through the slim crack he could just barely make out the shape of some object barred across the door, lying on the floor. It must have fallen at some point, unintentionally providing a lock for the door. Daring a quick glance over his shoulder, he noticed that several of the creatures had begun to make their way toward him. There was no more time to waste. With renewed determination, Gabriel shoved his whole body at the door, shoulder first. The door moved a little, but quickly swung back to almost closed. He charged it again and again, each time the door yielded a little more. The nearest zombie reached for him, almost touching his shoulder.“Screw off!” shouted Gabriel , swinging his bag full of water and catching the zombie straight in the face. It crashed into one of his buddies, and as the two fell

Someone, at some point, had clearly driven into the gates in an attempt to bust them open. Most likely they had been trying to get away from a group of zombies that even then were gathered around the empty vehicle, wandering aimlessly. Or that person could have been attempting to get away from the group that was currently following him. In fact, the two groups could have been one group at some point, but some had made it through the gates, while others had simply continued to mill about outside.Standing there, letting himself catch his breath he suddenly got an idea. The mausoleum, the one he had found the zombies at, was all the way across the graveyard from his current position. If he ran fast enough, the zombies would probably lose track of him. Then he could slip inside the crypt, close the door, and try and wait them out.The thought of spending the better part of the day inside of a crypt during a zombie apocalypse didn’t exactly fill him with enthusiasm, but as every other dir

Despite his difficulty, he was able to break through the zombie mass and he burst out into the street. By now, sweat was pouring down his face and his heart was pounding away inside his chest. His breath was heavy and labored as his chest struggled against the weight of the bag’s strap. He grabbed a part of his shirt and tried to wipe the sweat out of his eyes, but it was of little use as the shirt itself was already soaking wet. Gabriel tossed away the mostly useless pool cue and pulled the bag off his shoulder. He reached inside for the next available item.He pulled forth a frying pan.Frowning, Gabriel almost simply tossed this item away as well, but taking a quick look around at the approaching hordes of zombies he decided he did not have the time or luxury of second guessing. Besides, he told himself as he hoisted the bag back up over his shoulder, he had also doubted the crowbar before finding it surprisingly useful.The frying pan quickly proved its worth. While the light, s

He did not have much success.Bright morning sunlight fell over the prone form, coaxing it back into the waking world. The figure, Gabriel , stirred and, with great resentment, opened his eyes.His entire body hurt. His head hurt, his throat hurt, his back hurt. His hands felt a little like they were on fire. He tried to wiggle his toes and immediately winced. Even his toes hurt. With immense effort he rolled over, and to his surprise found himself on the floor. He pushed himself up and glanced around. For a moment his heart seemed to stop. He did not recognize his surroundings in the slightest. He was in a small, square room. About halfway up all four of the walls they turned into windows that stretched to the ceiling. On one wall there was a door, and on the wall opposite there was a console with various monitors and switches and other controls. There were two chairs below the console.On the floor was a mattress – the one he must have slept on – and it was tied up in a thick rope.

When he reached the top he burst through the door and into the room. Gabriel was standing, leaning against the console, looking through binoculars at the tree line across the street from the base. He barely glanced at them as they entered.“Okay, Gabriel , what the hell is so important?”Gabriel finally stepped back and held out the binoculars. “Take a look for yourself.” Gabriel made room for Robert as the older man grabbed the binoculars and took up the lookout position. “Sorry, I only have one pair of binoculars. I did only invite one person up here though.” Jake shot Gabriel a vicious look. He coughed and shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. “However, you can basically see it all well enough with just your eyes. Just take a look out along the tree line.”Jake and Aliyah lined up next to Robert and peered out. At first, Jake saw nothing, and then after a moment she saw what looked like movement. She thought it might just be her eyes playing tricks on her.Then, fin