The four men stumbled back in unison, attempting to make it to shelter, any shelter, but the zombies were quickly growing in numbers. Dirk cocked back two .45s, he tossed Tayden another. Priest had his own homemade weapon ready. The shine off Grimm’s ax showed that he was ready for the extra company.
Dirk looked around, “Zombies. You kidding me?”
Grimm looked left than right, the zombies were gaining numbers very quickly, a feeling in the back of his mind confirmed that he had something to do with this.
The gang paced to the side, the zombies moving with them but not attacking yet.
“Wait for them…” Priest said, clutching his gun, “…we don’t want to set off any unneeded violence.”
“Unneeded?” Dirk bellowed back, “They are brain eating zombies. Ya fuck.”
“Actually, I believe they just crave flesh.”
“That really helps put my mind at ease.”
One, skinny zombie jumped at Drk and was met with two shots in each eye. The body lingered back into the crowd and landed back on its feet. It continued its movement towards the gang.
“Crap.”
“Priest, look out!” Tayden yelled as zombies from a higher ledge jumped down on top of the large man. A shot fried in the air, almost like a firework and all hell broke loose. The zombies attacked all at once, bullets and blades flue as the team formed a wall of protection around each other. Priest and Grimm stayed in front as Dirk and Tayden covered them from behind clearing the way to a local shop. They were so close to the bookshop yet so far away. Dirk glanced down to reload and noticed a small chunk missing from Priest’s arm, That can’t be good.
