DOING WHAT HAS TO BE DONE

Kevin huddled the children into the car, swearing to them that he was going to come back, even though he had to raise his voice for the girl to hear him. Her eyes started to water when she did at last, and it was only the boy pulling her close to hold her that allowed them some respite.

“Let's go, Kev. Leave the kids and let's go and check who it is.” Max yelled, hauling his RPG onto his back and slipping a pistol into his pocket. Kevin kissed the children, slammed the door, and ran with Max into the thickets, when the shouts reached them again.

They crushed all in their path, running forward when they came upon the scene. A young man was held up by one of the large zombies, only hanging because the thing's tongue held onto him like a dear trophy. At its feet, a girl was trying to distract it and stop the boy with her from being eaten by distracting it, throwing stones at it.

“Distract him and get the boy off. I'll shoot the gun.” Max ordered, going off to hide while Kevin pulled out
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