i ran i'd been running since i saw my brother Jim cut off mom's zombie head, He'd done it without hesitation, without remorse, it was like he didn't even care anymore.
a man was stumbling along and i went over to help him, bad idea, as soon as i came within 3 ft of him he lunged at me and i could see his throat had been torn out(bitten out?).

i heard someone shout "duck!" so i dived down as a gun snapped and the man's head exploded in a gush of red. i turned to look at the person who saved me and dropped my jaw to the floor. she was gorgeous, at least 23 yrs old with blond hair and teal eyes.
"you ok?" she asked
"yeah i'm fine" came the reply "who are you?"
"i'm Lauren"
"hi Lauren I'm Jesse"
she began walking back toward the dairy queen she'd ran out of
i followed asking
"where'd you get that gun?"
"i got it at a Gander Mountain store there were all sorts of weapons there...bows, guns, bats, golf clubs, even weights." she pointed the way i came from.
"so my brother may have found it?"
"your brother?"
"my brother Jim...he has our dad's shotgun."
"so i don't have to worry about him too?"
"no i don't think so."

TO BE CONTINUED